Music Remains

It's there when no one else is Flowing through your ears like a sweet honey of comfort Judges not what you think or do in life nor who you are or become It's free to fly through the sound waves like a bird at sea It's strong in presence as is the Sequoia trees Never underestimate the sound or words it brings For in the end it's always there bringing peace and serenity It's music that remains when every thing else fades