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The Instrument This morning while in flight, There was an instrument beyond belief. It carried me away to that place Where Creation reigns in all Its Glory. There was an artist, a master, Who briefly shared this treasured device, And demonstrated its infinite harmonies; Producing sounds unlike any I’d ever heard. Within the twinkling of an eye This melodious machine was in my hands. And behold, I began producing and playing The desires of my soul's longings… And then the phone rang. |