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My Silent Symphony

My Silent Symphony

I can hear the faint strains
Of my writer's voice
calling to me.
Every day
I hear a new melody.

Although she is quiet,
And at times groans off key,
I can hear her notes at last.

As I listen to the words
she whispers in my ear,
I want to sing them for the world.
She will not settle for my silence.
I must make her heard.

Her strains are getting louder.
I must tune my instrument.
I will join the symphony.

I know I must not only hear her aria,
I must listen to the lyrics.
For they are more than words.
They are an opera of the heart.

This is my hunt
for the melody.




Prompt: Rhythm of...

( Write about the rhythm of any activity or place of your choice)
Words to use: Groan, settle
Forbidden Words : Dance, music, move, song, waltz.
Additional Parameters: Min. 20 lines