i hear music in my head
at all times…
the song of the wind as it teases the chimes
the robin’s serenade
while the day is still young
the humming of the bees
and the soft flapping wings of the butterflies…
as they court the newly opened flowers
whispering of leaves
as the trees gather their branches
to huddle up for the night
within their embrace will be chirps of many a bird
songs they will sing for the moon…
i hear music in my head
soft singing of my son
as he quietly prepares for his work
and another voice resounds in my head
as the laughter booms in my ears… i hear music in my ears
childhood lullabies and the prayer song that my parents sang
just before we all retired to bed…
at all times…
the song of the wind as it teases the chimes
the robin’s serenade
while the day is still young
the humming of the bees
and the soft flapping wings of the butterflies…
as they court the newly opened flowers
whispering of leaves
as the trees gather their branches
to huddle up for the night
within their embrace will be chirps of many a bird
songs they will sing for the moon…
i hear music in my head
soft singing of my son
as he quietly prepares for his work
and another voice resounds in my head
as the laughter booms in my ears… i hear music in my ears
childhood lullabies and the prayer song that my parents sang
just before we all retired to bed…

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