I walked and found music

Or better yet, music found me

Sending her gaudy sound over the sea

Snowy sounds overwhelming my musing instinct

I can’t dance, I can’t sing

I just can feel the wind blowing with every note

A memory of what divinity wrote

Endless vibration of the string

Here we are at the beach, with the muses and the majestic symphony

We are a variation of a strange polyphony

Memories of a simple mind… Of a simple being

Stay at this place so we can forever sing…


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