Music is like breathing so steady and true,
It flows through my days a gentle song anew.
No matter how many times the notes repeat,
The rhythm never ends nor feels obsolete.
As air fills my lungs with life’s gentle grace,
So melodies linger weaving hope in their place.
I don’t get tired of breathing nor weary of song,
Each harmony lifts me to where I truly belong.
Music is like breathing so natural and free,
It pulses within me as endless as the sea.
Each day I awaken its chorus remains,
Never tiring, always soothing, a balm for my pains.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Music has always been in my life.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
THis could very easily become your theme tune couldn't it .. Neville 😎👍
It certainly could Neville, thank you for your understanding.
Andy
Good write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
How nicely said Gold. Music like humor is a balm for the soul and promotes health mentally and physically it makes one feel better. Loved it
So very true soren, thank you.
Andy
You are most welcome my friend
A very impressive write, Andy.
Thank you Jerry, much appreciated.
Andy
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