"Sea of Songs"

The words flow out of my mouth

My whisper floats in the wind

They fly from the north and go to the south

They go on without end


The music creates my world

The soft waves hitting the shore

The path has not yet been unfurled

The sky changes as I strive to learn more


All the bird and notes haunt my dreams

The light and water cross in the air

I know nothing is as it seems

It is almost too much for me too bear


I will reach the top

Until I know my true gift

With God I will never stop

He will provide my final lift


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