"Symphony's Path"

Staring at the lonely path of what lies before my eyes
I dwell on thoughts of days gone by and a lighter side.
Times the melody filled the air and swept into my mind
drifting me along the lane of a soft and sweeter time.

Lined with blooms of symphony and fiddle-fluid brooks,
waterfalls cascading to the clap of cymbal-ladled crooks
that wound my heart and held my hand,
in strength of resounding base,
then touched my soul and kissed away
the tears upon my face.

When strings and key or reed in note
with soprantic wing took my heart to float
across to distant arms of sound
where love was sheltered and dreams were found.

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