Music

I hear music in the air,

My soul is no longer in no ensnared.

Wondrous sounds flow to me,

My soul flies high above the sea.

Bringing forth the sun to warm my day,

Ridding the foggy, lifeless gray,

Music flying through corridors,

Flying in to my heart's core.

This song is beyond any art,

This song enlightens my heart.

It flies me high above the beautiful clouds,

Down in to noisy crowds.

Rushing me miles and miles,

Through the quiet Niles.

Keeping my soul alive.

Soothing and helping me survive.

What would life be without these sounds?

The world would differ if music was drowned.