Frequencies of Comfort

Allow me to be an instrument
Harmonizing notes of hope
Seeping to the deepest areas of sorrow
An air of unforeseen humility
Sending frequencies of empathy

A vibrational wind of faith
To those who suffer
May the music bring an instrumental joy
Broadcasting melodies of compassion
Tangled within the atmosphere

Exerting tunes that soothes all pain
Let me be an instrument
For the one’s with a heavy heart
May they hear the little ditties of love

Transmitting silent chords erasing worries
As passionate themes suppress the agony

And even if only for a brief moment suffering -paused
Followed by only peaceful sounds of comfort
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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November 28, 2023 at 12:54 PM
Great poetry Anita
Wilson Avatar
August 21, 2024 at 7:45 AM
Thank you! :-)
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September 6, 2023 at 3:22 AM
A beautiful poem. Well written.
Wilson Avatar
August 21, 2024 at 7:45 AM
Thank you! :-)
Empress Avatar
September 6, 2023 at 1:46 AM
Wow this is so good! I absolutely love the musical wordplay throughout this write. Especially “ melodies of compassion” “ silent chords erasing worries” music is healing yes. And soothing. Profound write this is
Wilson Avatar
August 21, 2024 at 7:47 AM
Thank you-Yes, music heals the soul! :-)
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