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The music of my life
 
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The music of my life


I tried to stay away...
I tried you know...
You know I did for days...
I thought this place was no longer serving...
that greater purpose it once held in my life...
and then I woke up...
to flutes playing?
running a fever...
begging God to let me go home
again...again...again...
for the thousandth time...
there was no answer but the flutes...
an unspoken answer no?

What was that sound exactly
Where was it coming from?
It was such a lovely melody...
I lay there listening...
but I had to find the sound...
I walked out of the room
There was no radio to be found...
I went back to bed and looked up...
My ceiling fan was playing a heavenly flute song...
at least it reminded me of heaven...

I laid back down...
admired the delirious sound...
all the while...
I lay there aching and groaning'''
perspiration gushing out of my pores
...purging...purging...purging....
rolling over and over...
then I fell asleep to flutes...
for about an hour...

My internal pipes have been clogged for days
dawn arrived to my relief
when I flushed the toilet...
the pipes added to the harmony,,,
The Violin began to play...
such a lovely sound...
I thought I might be crazy...
to hear a toilet violin..
so just for good measure...
I flushed it once again...
Yes I might seem crazy but
Stringed instruments played on...

I jumped into the shower...
the pipes inside the wall..
they also joined the chorus...
adding brass instruments to it all...
I slowly dried...
the music ended...
or so I thought...
or was it just...
just... an audible pause?

As I walked back into my room again...
where the brass did slowly end...
the flutes picked back up...
I minor miracle I guessed...
A little angelic joke

The screen door began clanging
a little disharmony in it all
I opened the door...
to stop the noise...
what I have not done in days..
the birds outside were singing...
Wind blowing through the flowers...
Even the truck that drove by...
added to the choir...
I will not soon forget...
Little miracles like these....
make me see...
living in the underworld...
that heaven is still there...
Somehow in some little way...
an answer to a prayer...
heaven came to me.

Now where could I put toilet faith but here?
No one else would ever understand but you outhere...
Thanks for dropping by and reading to this line...
But what I really want to know
I wonder if those sounds were always there...
Playing their melody?
But it was me that could not hear them...
until I was so sick...
Maybe I have been too busy...
getting caught up in my life...
to hear the music all around me...
the music of my life...
 

 
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