My Inspiration
As the sounds of bows bounding across strings
And fingers hitting keys fill the air
I find my mind wandering
I take in the sounds, listen to the words
And try to find myself there
As the tempo changes from fast to slow
I see now that I am not alone
In these sounds surrounding me
I am able to uncover
And I know it was meant to show
The truth in the world around me
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