Ethereal strings tug at my listening heart
Music is strummed with fingers of intuition
A song my heart can only understand
Guiding me soulfully on my life expedition
I trust my heart willingly with open arms
Though at times I was left open for pain
Without the foundation of heartache
I would have never evolved to stay in the rain
I can't explain where I will be going next
It feels like I'm still at a place called nowhere
All I can do is trust the music in my heart
So it may lead me to where I belong somewhere
Rightly said. ‘Trust the music the heart is producing.’
Fabulous read. Amazing write as always. Glad to read your words.
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Thank you so much Kritika! Your kind words are always a refreshing sight. 😊
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My pleasure always 🙂
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Fabulous 👌
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Thank you very much! 😊
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♥️♥️
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🙏💛😊
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