**The Power of Music**
A single note, a whispered chord,
Can lift the heart, ignite the sword.
It winds its way through time and space,
A gentle touch, a warm embrace.
In sorrow’s depth, when shadows creep,
Music stirs the soul from sleep.
It heals the wounds that words can’t find,
A balm for the wounded, a peace for the mind.
Through melody, the heart takes flight,
Dancing through the dark of night,
Each beat, a pulse, a fire’s spark,
Illuminating paths through the dark.
It speaks in tongues of joy and grief,
A silent language, pure belief.
It binds the broken, lifts the weak,
And whispers all the things we seek.
With every rhythm, we are whole,
It stirs the body, wakes the soul.
A universal, timeless key,
Unlocking all that’s meant to be.
So let the music fill the air,
A symphony of love and care.
For in its power, we are free
A song that echoes endlessly.