Do you hear that? That soothing hum? Subtle but present A continuous string of sound Assuring you that all is static, immutable
How about now? That crescendo, beating at your eardrums ever more intensely The notes become more discrete More jumbled You find no pattern, no coherence No order Just as you think the nonsense will subside, It persists, driving you a bit mad Tears trickle down in frustration
But behold, there is a faint melody Trying to dig itself out of its grave The ghostly tune begins to materialize Alas, you hear the most glorious symphony An orchestra of heavenly proportions Playing in unison as your spirit is lifted to the mountain tops You feel empowered, like an emperor leading his legions to conquest You grin emphatically as you absorb the warm glow of the moment
Suddenly, complete and utter silence envelopes you A suffocating silence that isolates you from the world Is this the end? Was life worth living? Am I truly happy? The Song of Life must go on