My ears directed me to sweet music - among the treesAs I rounded bout the bend - my eyes beheld the beauty
She sat upon a rock - surrounded by tall blades of grass
The flowers all around her - the music sweeter than wine
The artistic work of wood and string held gently in her arms - she played
The notes flowed smoothly through the woods - while faeries danced
I came to realize it then - the magical notes from the Celtic harp
Sweet like honeysuckle - drawing all who heard into a spell
Joyful play and healing power known not - to just anyone.
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