Tune

The melody sings Over everything else, Lilty, Free, And lithe; She leaps and bounds playfully Like a child in a meadow, A streaming, gleaming pool of notes Plinking just above the sky. But she'd be all alone If it weren't for the brave harmony, Quiet, Strong, And wise, Swooping in to save the day When things start to sag. The harmony scoops the melody up In her unified, valiant arms Following just beneath the singing voice; A safety net, A supporting song, Flowing effortlessly like waves along the current. Together they intertwine, Two beings so in love That they make a tune, And their Souls are wrapped Around Each other Until the final notes drift off.