an amazing grace

by walterdoege

I feel an amazing grace yesterday…like some kind of music…writing and music…literature and music…I need to touch a book…I can not touch a music…music touchs me diffrently from a book… I play my piano…I’m writing this post…the music and the written words I read sound different…music is a language too…but so different from writing and reading…I can write a music in a sheet page…on the pentagram…but only when I play my piano the music sounds…when I write words sound…when I read words sound…same sound in different ways