The Symhonies Within Us
Oh, docile crescendos
Spiraling out from our hearts,
I listen.
Oh, I here them all:
The wake of our dreams
Trying to pave their way
On pathless courses in life.
I listen-
To every toll harping throughtout the years.
We cannot delay and remain stationary
Where we are now.
No, we must journey away,
Pursue the symphonies within us.
Oh, docile crescendos,
Spiral out.
I listen in wait for every note
To come streaming forth;
So that in the end, all of
Our songs are one voice of the world.
Copyright © Almney King | Year Posted 2012
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