Captivation can be only by a mere glance. Whether it is the simple act of looking someone in the eye or the beauty of the written word. Sweet songs ring melodies that never, in words, can be spoken. Songs live and people sink there teeth into them as artists. Dreaming, feeling, imagining, and going deeper. Climbing mountains of stone only to touch soft grass and warm soil where blue skies shine.
Simple things and selfless acts of goodness ring . In juvenile those words and measured acts glorious angels sing. Songs of hope, joy, and miraculous wonders. Dreamers cannot imagine such hope or beauty. Impossible for the wind to believe more than a touch of ones heart and such simple beauty given to ones mind. Such is that of a song. With sweet words it is sung. Unimaginable and eternal.
Dreamers lie here strewn upon the grass praying deeper that their worry will never last.
"Always be" will the song bird sing "and a life of good joy alas alas".
[Studying for English had a moment... it is not exactly poetry just a thought on life and music and eternity. God truly is beautiful.]
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