The notes fly through the air,
like birdsong on the breeze,
singing like forgotten memories
in the subtle orchestra of life.

See in your mind the gentle lullaby that
soothes against the nightmares of the past,
feel with your heart the breath which
brings into dreams a gentle peace.

Feel in your heart, the beat that
flows through the world in careful ways,
like the life essence of a world that
sings to stave off the hells of the mind.

Hear the emotions of the unnoticed,
their breath and body weaving sound
that speaks of untold journeys and
shouts to the world, "I am here."

The notes fly through the skies,
their song reflection the dreams
that all men share in hopes
that they will soon be heard.