The knurled foot of the sofa is leaning
It does rather need straightening up
The teacup is also at an angle
Yet sits reasonably content on the radiator
Today the socks are red and yellow, green and purple
How could they not lift your spirits
The music is by Gorecki
From his Symphony of Sorrowful Songs
I hope you might pause to listen
I will
During which time nostalgia may be abroad
Concert halls, cathedrals, monastic abbeys
With streetlights, spotlights, and cool water flowing
Also smiling eyes, smiling through vales of tears
