Note From the Soul
I pluck a note,
One more. A chord.
A melody floats,
My heart, torn.
The music turns
Twists, bends
Down a dark path
That never ends
Into a trace,
my mind enthralled,
By being poured into
This song, evolved
For music is what
Feelings sound like
Why is it that mine
Always sounds so tragic?
I feel alive inside,
Happy even,
For good reasons, aye.
Perhaps all
That needs to be
Is to concentrate
On you and me
The music lifts
The theme pronounced,
As I realize
Happiness is in all of our hearts.
No matter how deep buried.
Realize, you are
Extraordinary.
Copyright © Davis Mills | Year Posted 2021
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