March 6, 2008
Music whispers
Unwritten truths.
It sings the song
That ensnares the senses.
All listen –
Only some truly hear.
The words
Come alive
Like the pages
In a book.
It is magic
Floating in the breeze.
The notes dance
Together in time.
The heartbeat
Of a newborn baby.
Whistling in the trees.
The time
We spend together.
The music in me

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