THE SOUND OF MUSIC

THE SOUND OF MUSIC

The sound of music echoes in the hills

and never dies

It is always alive

Songs as old as the mountains

are flying around carried by the breeze

Which we can’t hear

But the heart does

What peace one gets in

the cool beauty of the hills

There is nothing to distract you

And your soul gets linked

to your ancestors easily

Teaching you silently

The lost forgotten lessons

Of love and life

In the sound of music.