When I erode
It’d be lovely to know,
I would still hear an orchestra
As I settle to stillness.
Questionable though,
If vibration can’t help but dance?
So
Could there be chance,
If all souls were a force of energy,
Each humming their own story,
Musing and merging together -
As one infinite symphony?
Wouldn’t that be
Far more spectacular, tuneful and delicate
Than we had ever yet to know?
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