Wednesday, July 01, 2009

My Guitar



My Guitar, my life,
Its story a silent piece not
Meant to be read or written.

Words are unspoken music
Produced by soft tender strumming.
Nothing needs to be said;
All that needs understanding
Are communicated through
The sounds we call Music.

Melodious tune, swaying beat,
My life as played and directed by me.
If only my life is a piece of music, its narration
The tune of my play, its story the structure of my notes,
Its harmony and bliss the music that I hear.
My Guitar, my life's inspiration.

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