Their notes,
Interlaced to perfection.
And the rhythm so clear.
Those are the trees,
Building a world so surreal.
The crickets fashion a melody
Whilst these winds waltz around
Like a serpent in an alley
Where silence bears its own sound.
Oh! Listen to the birds distant,
The life they hail.
Supressing the mind’s torment
An inner peace prevails.
The musicians they are,
Supreme and beyond compare…
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