The music of life, a symphony so grand
A harmony of moments, in this world we stand
A melody of memories, that echo through our mind
A rhythm of love, that beats in perfect time
The instruments of joy, they play their part
A chorus of laughter, that reaches to the heart
The notes of sorrow, they add a gentle hue
A beautiful composition, that makes our spirit anew
So let us dance, to the music of our soul
And sing along, with the rhythm that makes us whole
For in its harmony, we'll find our own beat
And a life of purpose, that our hearts repeat.
About the Creator
Albin
A Psychologist of Life Experiences...
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Much Love.
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what a truly wonderful "words to live by" poem. love it.