When the music ends

by codypi314

Poem in the form of Where the Sidewalk Ends, but music-related. Tell me what you think!

There is a time when the music ends

And before the applause begins

And there the silence is round and whole

And there the thoughts cease to roll

And there the cutoff lingers like warmth from a coal

To resonate throughout the hall.

Let us stay in this place where the time stands still

And the apex of emotion reaches its full

After the last notes flutter from the stage

When all breath is caught with the end of that last page,

And all of other time stands still

For the time when the music ends.

Yes, my breath is cut off with the end of that page

And my life for one moment stands still

For I am a musicians and musicians know well

The time when the music ends.