Running up and down the scale
A soundless visible music in orange
Flutterings with a vine thrown in
There’s almost something Mozartian
In their allegros and andantes
How they can expand on a simple
Series of intervals indenting
The air pursuing one another
Like listening to a spiritual music
In a mathematical world
Always adding and subtracting
But here multiplying and dividing
Here the wings reach planets
And the green vine trembles
And something new is created
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