Music.... a kind of inarticulate, unfathomable speech, which leads to the edge of the Infinite
- Carlyle

A poem:
Thank you for your words
I appreciate you.
Simply sounding sending
Sense connection and value.
Here to hear a voice, feel mine
Remind eachother love.
Smell the flower, share the story
Descendants of star dust.
Morning grateful in my life
Presence wakeful play outside.
An oaken pact emotive stack
Apogee tribe thunder crack.
To the brim my brilliant kin
Admire notes hug my best friend.

She says "Wake up, it's no use pretending"
I'll keep stealing, breathing her
Birds are leaving over autumn's ending
One of us will die inside these arms

Eyes wide open
Naked as we came
One will spread our
Ashes 'round the yard

She says, "If I leave before you, darling
Don't you waste me in the ground"
I lay smiling like our sleeping children
One of us will die inside these arms

Eyes wide open
Naked as we came
One will spread our
Ashes 'round the yard
- Iron and Wine