The Heart's Song
Imagine...
A symphony orchestra,
all the greats,
the legends,
the masters of the universe,
playing...
...a perfect piece.
BORING!
Perfectly executed,
flawless, pristine...
but dead.
Empty.
A sterile echo,
a ghost of a melody.
Now imagine...
A kid,
scruffy,
misfit,
with a guitar older than time,
a cracked voice,
fingers fumbling on the strings...
...but playing from the heart.
Every note,
a stumble,
every chord,
a struggle,
but the music...
The music is alive!
It's raw,
it's honest,
it's real!
Perfect form,
a sculpted stone,
frozen beauty,
but lifeless.
Flawed creation,
rough edges,
unpolished,
but burning with passion,
breathing with life.
Don't let the perfect fool you.
Don't mistake precision for truth.
Don't let the polished mask hide the beating heart.
The flaws are the beauty!
The stumbles are the steps!
The imperfections are the soul!
Let the music live!
Copyright ©
Dr. Padmashree R P
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