Mortal Music


My heart sways to the rhythm of life

Cosmic or spiritual,take a pick

It’s music of perfect precision, composed with cords of finest gold

With flawless notes of joy,sadness,love,loneliness,passion,apathy,birth and death

To her melodies,we become believers

In pursuit of conclusion to its seemingly endless story

Hoping to find truth

That with open arms it may greet us

And with enlightened minds,it may lift us

But while it plays,we listen but with troubled minds

Do we dance or just sit and listen

One thing is certain

Like everything with a beginning,sweet or sour

They all find an end.

Do we then morn in sadness of an expected end?

Or like the lovers of beautiful things that we are,enjoy the finest music.

The choice is ours,so is the end.


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