They dance for the wind, they dance to be carried to the ears of those that would hear. Your songs dance to be enjoyed, to be sung, to be loved. For what reason? Mearly because they were written and in so being, they dance because they must. I love reading fro the fount of your quill Neva, it is a most beautiful quill that pens such inspiring words as these.
They dance for the wind, they dance to be carried to the ears of those that would hear. Your songs dance to be enjoyed, to be sung, to be loved. For what reason? Mearly because they were written and in so being, they dance because they must. I love reading fro the fount of your quill Neva, it is a most beautiful quill that pens such inspiring words as these.
Songs have a mind of their own don't they? If not for the love we hold or nostalgia, or any other emotion for the fact.....they simply breathe on their own :)
Wonderful poem
xx
I really like the imagery. When I hear certain songs I sometimes picture colors that symbolizes the feelings that the music makes me feel. This is what this poem reminds me of
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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