Unstruck

hark,
listen to the silence
that sits
between two notes
calling
an unbrushed string ..
within
itself, a masterpiece ..
indeed,
a sublime symphony ..
unstruck
yet held somewhere
deep
within an inner ear ..
savoured
and shared between
the
mechanisms of touch,
feeling
and understanding ..
not
heard as such, but duly
noted,
regardless of whether
picked,
plucked or strummed ..
harken
hard and practice long
listen to
the heartbeat hid deep
within
this most sacred of long
lost
unstruck and holy chords ..