Music brings my world together
It’s waves are the thoughts I gather
Tied to nature eternal I feel
Be it thing ethereal or matter
The dreams that I see awake
Beating drums, night or day
Wind mixing notes in air
Till illusion does not shatter
Crackling of fire in distance
Or silence of falling snow
Hushed voices of flowers dropping
Meeting grass overgrown
Be quick flight of humming bird
Or dance of butterfly
Music seems beyond expression
With every wave of river that flows
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