Music Has a Name

A revelation came to me.

Not all at once, but gradually,

as when the day brightens slowly

with the end of a rain, and the clouds, kissed by the breeze,

blush, then shuffle away, letting the light shine in.

I exited the bar at closing time, kissed Marianne goodbye,

and stood on the banks of the Saint-Laurent.

In the clear, cold light of the moon,

as the final mists were blown away,

amidst the church bells ringing in the distance,

it came to me, what I had always known but not known,

that Music has a name.

And it’s name is

Leonard Cohen.

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