Off he went to the music land

A short poem about love, music and life.

Off he went to the land of music.
Off he went, training ear, eye, and hand.
He played his first song... "A song about love, eternal love," said the notes playing along.
His fingers paused as he remembered a frail sound, the sound of someone familiar, who would enjoy this song.
It's never too late to start a new song, but sometimes a moment of togetherness can last a lifetime.
He continued to play his first love song as the notes soared higher and his fingers strummed on.
For it is the music in which we live our lives, our world... A world which allows us to remember as we forget,
to live as we perish, to be struck as we strike.
For it is the music in which we live our lives, our world.
For it is the love in which we find our song.
He found his song, his first song.
And he played his first song for the woman he once loved.