In the rhythm of dawn’s embrace,
Notes of hope softly lace,
Melodies weaving through the air,
Serenading hearts with tender care.
Each beat a heartbeat of the soul,
Harmonies that make us whole,
Crescendos lifting spirits high,
Lyrics painting skies so nigh.
Strings of life in chords aligned,
Echoes of memories intertwined,
Verses dancing in the mind,
A song of life, pure and kind.
In the silence, music speaks,
A language for the weary and the weak,
A symphony that never dies,
Music, my life, beneath the skies.