Radiant Child

raw essence

Harmony meters measure
The moods rising
Off the tarmacadam.

Adults, in the swing of
Bills, forget to smile.

Less entertained by obligations

In the local park, a
Teen plays a keyboard
Harvests raw blurred notes, hint

Of a cool soundtrack.

High harmony
Readings encompass
The radiant child.

Echoes of lyrics dignify
The sensual pitch of her
Voice. She sings:

“Harmony travels
at the speed of joy.

A luminous poet is as light
as an ounce of osmosis.

Time after time

Parents, in the swing of
bills, forget to smile.

Moods rising… radiant child.”