I want to tell you of a song. It lies not on paper, but flows from within. Its tempo runs in unison with the beat of my heart. It resounds between my ears..louder and LOUDER then soft, soft again. It is as though behind the mirrors stands a maestro conducting a symphony of the grandest kind. How wonderous the roars of water harmonically intertwine with the gails of wind. I can only imagine the pyrotechnics of my synapsis as i hear the notes and envision the painting~like picture. Thoughts of rapids colliding violently against rocks. Married with the sounds of wind thrusting through the forests. Sending the leaves to clap in the air as they fall. Then almost to a stand still. The chaos is subdued by a brook stream playfully splashing enlaced with echoing crickets of night. Yes, yes you see it? You feel it? It almost crys out to you to laugh as though you were a child again. As quickly as the song enters my mind, it moves a smile throughout my body. But then vanishes without a trace and i'm left standing alone poised to applaud. I open my eyes but the song.... it lies not on the Paper.

As the sun rises over the forested hills the music crishendos and the brightness dances down to the vallys below and the mistro smiles and the musicians cheer!

Ah, yes you hear it too. Thanks for the add Golden!

Let the melody ring!!

Good write my friend!!

What a lovely spirit song it is!

Thank you Mt and Dkw for all your comments of kind words.

Thank you Mt and Dkw for all your comments of kind words.