It is there all the time,
The music of our life.
From the first few notes
That are there at birth,
Growing into sonatas,
Which transform into quartets.
As we grow the concertos
Become the symphonies within us.
The wonder of opera travels with us.
Until at the end the mighty masses
Take us into eternity.
All the time we are dancing,
Dancing to the music,
Dancing in our minds,
Dancing in our bodies.
Others see us,
They think we are insane,
But they cannot hear the music
I reach the middle of the bridge and look down,
There flowing beneath me is My River.
Such a long time since I have walked
Along its beautiful side.
My life has changed,
Free time is sparse,
The love of my life is struggling,
I have to be with her and always will be,
The vow in sickness and in health was sworn
And is so meaningful,
Even more so now.
As I look at My River I remember,
Remember those times
When I was with it every morning.
Those beautiful times,
When nature spoke to me
And My Spirit joined me.
We walked together in awe,
In awe of the life that I had.
The glory of art,
The beauty of words,
The wonder of music,
They are all about me
As nature comforts me
Even in my troubled times.
I will return to My River
And will walk by it once more,
Walk once more with My Spirit,
As eternity beckons me
Towards my Eternal Life.
In our lives many just see darkness,
This darkness causes so much sorrow.
Each day seems endless
As they fall into the dark pit of despair.
But if you just look up,
Lookup with hope,
The light is there.
Hope is being able to see the light,
In spite of the darkness around you.
I have been trying to write poetry for a few years now, I write at least one poem every day and hope it is going to be OK. I write for my pleasure about life, nature, music and nostalgia. Being now retired I have more time to indulge my passions of listening to music especially classical and jazz. I listen to all other types of music as well and to my mind there are only two type of music, that which you like and that which you don’t.
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