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This poem is a product of two words to write about,melody and harmony. |
| Melody and Harmony Her name is Melody She sings with beautiful Harmony, with nature and all things created under the heavens. You can see and hear them in the wind as a solemn hymn whispering through the trees. She plays with their leaves making them dance to their musing. You can hear them in a babbling brook as they play their instruments of rocks and water. It’s a soothing and gentle sound. Enough for a troubled soul. You can hear them in a forest glade, though silence is their resting place. Solitude among the forests inner soul. Here they rest from a hard days work and tomorrow they’ll sing another hymn. Melody and Harmony, singing peace through God’s own love. Reminding us He is the creator of all things we have come to know. With His love He gives us a place to call home. Though this is just a temporary place, through our faith to guide us back to Him. Oh Father, we thank Thee, for Your hymns of beauty and grace that speak of Thee when we are on our knees. Melody and Harmony, we listen with our soul. By: Sharon Jones |