None Could Be Sweeter

O how it moves me! It flows, glides, soars. Heaven bound. None could be sweeter. As wars are raged on, as darkness weakens the strong, none could be sweeter. Through the fiercest storm, Still it lingers on our lips. None could be sweeter. Though we so profound, Think ourselves to know all things, none could be sweeter. Sweeter than that sound, That winsome melody, watch! This sound never dies. The strings, keys and flutes, lend their harmonious skills. Music, blessed gift.