The music speaks

In words that others wrote to shout the secrets of my inner world. They tell of love fallen and centuries of missing you. Ghosts haunt my sleep and call to me as I drift into dreams where you and I are together. In another time, in another world, we are one. And here in this world I want to reach you and tell you the words they speak in hidden realms.

The music speaks secret notes of creation, sounds dancing about like dragonflies fluttering…