You are the music, in the <br />symphony of life. <br /> <br />You are the music in the peace <br />solitude and stillness of the <br />early a.m., for you are the <br />song in my heart. <br /> <br />You are the music on an ocean's front, <br />for you are the roar of the waves, <br />the power of the sea, <br />and the salt in the air. <br /> <br />You are the music amidst a crowd <br />and the chorus of city sounds <br />.for that is my song, <br />and you are the music. <br /> <br />You are the music in my thoughts <br />of each new day, and the last image <br />I glimpse, as my eyes are <br />closed upon a feathered pillow. <br /> <br />You are the music, In that secret place <br />called sleep. I search for you through <br />all the songs of life. It is you that <br />I search for, through shades of darkness <br />and clouds of cotton. <br /> <br />When I think of you, the music is always and <br />forever. Every moment of my life. And, when <br />the final sleep does come and if there is music, <br />I shall think of you. <br /> <br /> <br />© Joe Fazio<br /><br />(brief renderings) Joe Fazio<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-are-my-music-4/
