To hear music is to feel. Changing of emotion echoing the expression of ones soul. Proof of His existence. Life without music, impossible. Above clouds racing through veins, in musical notations love thrives. Pulsating to the symphony of our lives.
When the Soul Cried Out for Meaning
To hear music is to feel. Changing of emotion echoing the expression of ones soul. Proof of His existence. Life without music, impossible. Above clouds racing through veins, in musical notations love thrives. Pulsating to the symphony of our lives.