The Infinite Harp

I strum on a harp

With diamond eyes

Majestically gazing

Into open skies

Where soaring birds

Will jolt in surprise

As I ride up high

And this dragon flies.

 I strum on a harp

With silver strings

Touched with sparkling flecks,

Of topaz and emerald,

Of ruby and sapphire,

Of opal and amethyst,

Musical pictures,

Some in discord,

Some in harmony

Tuned so finely

That if I gently pick

A dragon's glowing scale,

It will breathe fire,

A flower will blossom,

A dwarf will hammer,

A spirit will weep

For friends long gone,

An elf will dance

Till the break of dawn.

I strum on a harp

With a silver tapestry

Of queens and kings,

Of myth and legend,

Infinitely near and far.

I strum on a harp

With a golden frame

Crafted into infinity,

A serpentine dragon,

Twisting and turning

Its head to its tail,

Specks of jade glistening

In each shining scale.

I strum on a harp 

Filled with invisible strings

So high, so clear,

That it sounds almost

Like a grasswhistle

Shrill across a summer day,

So low, so deep,

That its base rumbles

Like an underwater volcano. 

So near, so close

That when I pick just one

The circle of sound

Ripples over its neighbors,

So fine, so many 

That you can integrate them

And get silver tapestries,

Of magic and spells,

And flowers and elves,

Infinitely close and far.

I strum on a harp

That was made just for me,

Shaped out of gold 

Into infinity

 Two golden loops 

For two playing hands,

Each with an infinitude of strings

Each with its own pitch and key

 Spelling a glistening melody.

I strum on a harp

Molded slowly, carefully,

Into infinity,

The number of strings in each loop,

The number of notes I can play,

The number of things I can do,

The number of thoughts I can say,

As I strum away,

One loop for each hand,

With numbers on the edges,

One number for each string,

So infinitesimally small,

One dot for each digit,

That they almost look

Like fine embroidery,

From nothing in the center

To infinity on either side,

 A fractal of jade on gold

Framing silver tapestries

Of spirits and souls,

And dwarves and dragons,

Infinitely close and far.