LA PLUME DE DAVID ALEXANDRE LIEBERMANN

The lead of the notes

When the room is cold and still,

And the silence bends your will,

Let the music start to play,

Let it sweep the grey away.

 

Feel the bass thrum in your chest,

Where the heavy worries rest.

Let the warmth run through your veins,

Till your body breaks its chains.

 

Do not think, just feel the beat,

From your fingers to your feet.

Let the notes now take the lead,

Give your spirit what you need.

 

Savor every sound and tone,

Till the quiet claims its own.

Then just listen to your heart,

Resting where the healings start.

 

Music mends the aches of life,

Calms the chaos and the strife.

Bringing light where shadows grew,

Waking up the real in you.

 

Share your madness, wild and free,

Dance in pure audacity.

Be yourself, let laughter rise,

As the rhythm guides your eyes.

 

Leave the heavy world behind,

Free your body, soul, and mind.

Live the joy each measure brings,

And love without a pair of strings.

 

Now the song begins to fade,

In the peace the rhythm made.

Take a breath, step in the light

You are whole, and you are bright.

 

01.10.26

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