Music
Is life.
It's an
Expression of
Individuals.
Idea's flow,
Notes soar,
Voices sing,
Ears ring.
Mouthing words,
It's the way we feel
Inside,
But can never express.
Music is
An
Ebb
And
Flow,
It sinks in,
Takes hold,
And flourishes.
Ever so slowly,
It begins to seep
From your body,
Weaving it's way
Back into the world
Again.
YOU ARE READING
Writing from a Broken Pen
PoésieThe story of my life thus far, and its many ups and downs.
