I wish I was a song , my feet are the notes dancing on the page~my hands, one guiding the clef, the other the staff~my minds eye sees the music, as one ear brings forth harmony, the other melody~my heart, the chromaticism that takes the notes to places high and low, invoking emotions of joy and sorrow~my eyes are the lyrics, filled with all that I have seen in my most blessed life…….My soul is the song.
Soul Song
Published by cyndigowords
I have always loved the written word. As a child I devoured books. I have always found solace in reading and writing. Due to illness, I spend much of my time at home, exploring the world from my bedroom. Writing, sharing my own words, and reading those of others, is my preferred communication with the outside world. It is my adventure, it is my catharsis, it is my connection. View all posts by cyndigowords
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