Fergus Hambleton: Home
Music, music,music.......
A clearing in a deep forest
A lover's faithless cry.
The soft caress of a tropical night,
This drifting, preening sky...
The sea, full of a murderous innocence.
A locked door...
Orchids blooming by deserted streams.
Music is the thread...
Yet stronger than the strongest thread.
With all the blue weight of the world,
It will not break.
With all the sad hopes of the street,
It will not break
It will not break for beauty's touch
But still will shape its music rough
As diamonds in the gentle earth
Spin visions out of ancient dust.