Vibrations
I read today that
four hundred forty beats per second
equals the note called “A”
I thought of you, of resonance,
of tiny ear bones trembling with words
of the resounding delight of being heard
How the word ‘vibrant’
rings like a bell of poured molten
bronze, cast
cast like a spell, pure magic
syllables sometimes sing like plucked strings
music of minds in tune