Symphony

Whispers of the wind,
Silence of the night,
Such a warm day,
As one takes pause,
And listened to one's heart,
One will hear the songs of the heart,
Songs which we will never be heard of,
Songs that we try to write over & over again,
For this songs will never have any lyrics,
Nor will it answer any prayer,
It's the seranade of our hearts,
A seranade which shows that we're alive,
Like a star burning through the darkness,
Giving us a small glitter light of hope,
And all the stars in the sky are notes,
Notes which eventually creates a symphony,
A symphony of one's soul.




Inspired by: Soul