How The Song Changes

How the song changes,
Changing its tune, its shape.
Simplicity, beauty,
Within such a melody.

The spring flowers blossom,
The sun rises,
Another new day dawn.

In this dark room,
Peace in hand,
Thinking back,
All the times, memories.
As the song goes on,
It moves and changes.

Making anew,
Renewed.

A place new and bright

Oh how, this beautiful song changes.


Another amazing day, many things went just right, rough but very well. All going well. Ecstatically happy, thinking back on the day.

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