There is a kind of distant music,
Sometimes rings throughout one's being;
As if the moon had found it's voice,
As if the stars begun to sing.
There is a humming, supernatural
That surrounds with floating notes;
As if the angel's joy contagious
Found it's way, to angel's throats.
Patti Masterman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-is-a-kind-of-distant-music/
