Instruments transcend barriers brought on by languages…
The power of an assemblage of strings to imprint thought processess…
That words could never completely define…
Let the symbols testify…
The life lived lies…
Sounds, sights, smells…
Scribed through smiles…
Sulks, sobs, sighs…
That’s the power within instruments…
Words…
Words…
Can only carry emotion so far…
For I found the other five senses…
When meld with thought…
Teach us the greatest of all lessons…
Through the pensive times…
Pondering what each key and nth degree means…
Concede that we are not all that we speak…
Silent Scholar 