Thursday, January 7, 2010
Music
Notes penned with ink on parchment bare, create a masterpiece; words knit beneath a writers hand, form thoughts unique and rare. Melodies and stanzas, harmonies and rests, are tools throught each measure used to bring the heart to rest. The sweetness of each tune thats played caressed within the ears, takes on a life all by itself; the heart and mind ensnared. Music is quite measureless, though measures it contains, but what itself can dare contain a single note thats played? Each note well ordered, fourth, and eighth, half, sixteenth, and whole, is said to be the closest thing to heaven man has known.
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I totally agree with you big bro. I also believe that a thing of beauty is a joy forever, and music is in a catagory of beauty all by itself. All music is a gift from god above; be sure you send the correct insence of worship before him.
Love always,
Midge
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