From the book *Kiss of God, Wisdom of a Silent Child*, by Marshall Stewart Ball
Marshall can't speak, or walk, but using a wooden alphabet board made by his parents, he began pointing to the letters, writing at the age of 5 and half.
At the age of 6, after listening to a Bach cd, he wrote:
The wind changes direction.
There is lovely music that feels soft.
Marshall is there thinking
lornfully gorgeous thoughts.
I, listening marvellously
juxtaposed in wonderment
finding solitude near!
Sweeter moments are surrendered
to their just rooms,
like some sweet lornful friends
My pleasure is finding, beauty will have
swoonfully clear sovereignty.
Soul might rest listening nicely.
Marshall can't speak, or walk, but using a wooden alphabet board made by his parents, he began pointing to the letters, writing at the age of 5 and half.
At the age of 6, after listening to a Bach cd, he wrote:
The wind changes direction.
There is lovely music that feels soft.
Marshall is there thinking
lornfully gorgeous thoughts.
I, listening marvellously
juxtaposed in wonderment
finding solitude near!
Sweeter moments are surrendered
to their just rooms,
like some sweet lornful friends
My pleasure is finding, beauty will have
swoonfully clear sovereignty.
Soul might rest listening nicely.