#1795-Talent
30/06/2022
A few understand notes.
I envy them,
For it’s an unknown,
Dreamy world.
I prefer words.
Filled with meaning, and
Not as many holes.
But when I write,
Bach’s age-old notes,
Accompany me,
In a soft, delicate voice.
And in those moments,
I’m infinitely thankful,
To those with the talent,
Who create everlasting,
Beautiful, melodic notes.
For without them,
There’d be no music,
In those pages filled words.
