Of Zombies and Cellos

Been wandering this life
for quite a long while
looking for something rare
to merit the endless miles
And stumbling along the spine
of a serpent masquerading
as highway
I heard a cello’s sublime
notes
floating
from deep in the woods
while vacant eyed
zombies gassed up their
late model rides
and chain saws
at the corner store
for their trip to
the city
to carve out their
bloody living
and I paused . . .
as I often do
when I hear a cello
in the woods
and suddenly
I understood
If the sun rises
and the sun sets
and you are blessed
to hear a cello
in the woods
then life is as good
as it gets

Author: OdinsBard

Writer, author, Navy vet, musician, intermittent mystic, old soul and practicing poet

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