In the silence, a whisper so sweet,
The rhythm of hearts, the tapping of feet.
Notes that dance in the air, unseen,
Music, the language of places between.

A piano’s touch, light and true,
The violin’s cry, both old and new.
Harmonies weaving tales so grand,
In every chord, a timeless stand.

Drums that echo the pulse of time,
Guitars that strum in perfect rhyme.
Voices rising, a choir’s embrace,
Melodies painting the sky with grace.

In every song, a story told,
In every beat, emotions unfold.
Music, the bridge from heart to heart,
A universal art, where souls impart.