Music

Moved by a power
known only to some
I listen hard
to what had become

Become of voice
of thought, and mind
and lost myself
with out a bind

Deep in thought
while thinking of nothing
I listen till
My heart feels something

My joys and sorrows
are left undone
yet I live in comfort
with nothing begun

Lost in the music
I remember the times
and bring the old feelings
I left behind

It may not cure ills
or save the dying
but it can sure stop one
who has just started crying.