Destiny of a man

The sound of the ocean

cannot compare to thee

The sound of nature

so lovely and free

is serene but just isn't me

The plucking of a single string

lets me hear the unseen

how things come to be

can you picture what I mean?

I see a whole world in vivid imagery 

painted with the sounds of my guitar

more distracting than the night stars

could place me in a destiny so far

echoes of harmonious sounds repeat

playing endlessly while the whole world sleeps