Written as lyrics for Mendelssohn's Song without Words, Op.30, No. 3 in E Major. Some recapitulation is necessary to accommodate the couplet. Listen while you read.

Sonnet No. 113

[November 13^th, 2013 – 7:10 am]

Mendelssohn wrote his lovely Songs without Words,

Where harmony alone carries content –

And this vibe from a cold sleep came by thirds

To wake with its pulse by ardent intent.

Sometimes feeling alone is the message,

And word following word just lets it flow;

Like a fugue, both on fire and on edge,

One must let it work, so that it may go.

If melody in this is allowed to sing,

Lyrics or not, there's one theme keeps the time,

And maybe to some, it alone is the thing

That justifies art, and this paltry rhyme.