Life Without Music

The forces of nature, have a frequency range. Blown out of the breeze, coloured in when it rains. The creek of an oak, skimmed into a rock. Listen in to all places, alternating to a shock. The mother is no boundary, it’s melody unstopped, The one universal language, to which millions are flocked. It gains with our years, sounds bring us together. Think of life without music, now imagine sheer terror.