remember the music

when
too dark seems all
just listen to the music of the leaves below your window.
let the sound of the city go
put on mute the bothering noise along with all you want to leave behind,
pause the quotidian.
maybe
in that moment
a bird will gracefully do a solo
and some butterfly wings will accompany,
the percussion beetle will swing
and the cricket will end the phrase.

the silent city astonished
only
for the song meant to you.

when there's too much,
just listen to the music,
the old language
understood by all.

a note can set you free,
a song can give you a life
and
if you dare to sing...
you might just be happy!