Life, a melody made up of the notes of each day

Hear The Music in The Air

Each day is a note, some are a high alto others a low base.they are assembled into a song all our own. Hear the music in the air, feel the melody of life.

A not so famous poet once said, life without the notes is just words on a page. The notes are what goves life life.

And in the Fields

Hear the melody of the flowers
As they're blowing in the wind
See the beauty of all the unseen
Bask in the colors again and again
Touch those things you cannot feel
Reach out, hold onto them somehow
Taste the foods delectably sweet
Feast on them in this life, here now
Feel your life as it was meant to be
Where every moment has a place in time
Every time has it's own moment to see
A life where there will always be
A time to run
A time to try
A time to rest
A time to cry
A time to laugh
A time to hold on
A time to let go
A time to move on

Look at this life admit to yourself
What you're seeing what you've seen
Say it is so, you will see the truth
There is a God who has always been
He is the melody of the flowers
He is all the sights still unseen
He is who you touch, but cannot touch
He gives us food we need to eat

You see beauty where you desire
You see ugliness where you're afraid
You see life as an unlit fire
You see truth as just a charade

Every time has it's own moment to see
A life where there will always be
A time to run
A time to try
A time to rest
A time to cry
A time to laugh
A time to hold on
A time to let go
A time to move on
A time to turn to God

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Patty Kenyon 4 years ago from Ledyard, Connecticut

Voted UP and Awesome!! I truly enjoyed reading this!!! Keep it up!!!

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