No more words remain,
All thats left is song.
The notes on the page
Start to relieve my heart of rage.
This cacophony of words
Turns into a symphony of sounds.
Emotions and thoughts abound, resound
Even though no Ancient Language is spoken.
Images come to mind.
Eyes closed, tranquility creates an inner-peace
So kind, so moving.
And by just the use of sound,
Tears flow to eyes
And images go to head.
The emotions transfer smoothly
From pen to paper,
Paper to string.
It is this music that calms me
More than anything.
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