Melodies By: Victoria Garcia-Talbott

Wed, 07/15/2015 - 21:07 -- tgarcia

 

Melodies as old as time

Ticking, breathing all the same sounds

For instance, dropping a dime

All can be dated back; all can be found.

When? Who knows?

How? Who was there?

Only time has yet to know,

And yet can share.

Was there ever a time of silence?

Where no one heard a melody?

Some agree, I agree

For at one time I felt silence stalking me.

A question you may ponder.

What to do when there is no sound

And you sit and wonder

And yet no answers can be found.

I say, when there is silence

I hum a melody.

I sing

And when there is violence

Melodies can calm the worst things.

What do you sing, and to whom?

You may ask.

I sing of all things even the darkness that looms

And even sing of my daily tasks.

And to who I sing,

And whose lovely ears I ring?

I sing to the birds

I sing to the bees

I sing the power words

The beautiful melody.

And How sweet

Are these words

Making birds peep

All around the world,

I sing,

And my voice like the liberty bell rings,

Like it has through time,

Waiting for those who’s melodies, have yet to find. 

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