The Living Symphony

If your spirit were a sound to play

Which single note would lead the way

Are you the A, the silver light

That tunes the room and sets it right

Or B, the tension on the wire

A restless spark of high desire

Perhaps the C, the anchor’s weight

That keeps the scale and spirit straight

Are you D-minor’s velvet ache

The pause the busy world must take

Or E, the pivot of the heart

Who shifts the mood before we start

The sharp F mystery, dark and rare

A jagged beauty in the air

The high-pitched G, the radiant sun

The thrill before the song is done

Or are you not a note at all

But frequency and rhythmic call

The pulse that beats within the chest

The drive that will not let us rest

No static tone, no single key

But a living, breathing symphony