To Lift My Spirits

to be alone

without friends

without family

without life

there is little that i would require

 

despite this internal desolation

there is but one thing

that would comfort my isolation

 

what is life

what is living

without music

without song?

 

music:

that poetry

put with simple sounds

making an orchestra

out of the silence

 

with crescendos:

from pianissimo

to fortissimo

 

with simple common times

partnered with the

pentatonic scale

a symphony is born

 

without music

life is plain

boring

without reason

 

to be alone

without friends

without family

without life

i would find simple comfort

in knowing

i always have music to lift my spirits

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
Our world

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