Time plucks its chords the melodies unfold
Each string resounds with tales that life has told
You linger in the echoes of the past
A mournful strain that fades but holds you fast
Each memory a note both sharp and sweet
Composed of moments vast and yet discrete
It sings not sorrow but a soft embrace
A wisdom born of trials we all must face
The chords of life no start nor end defined
Compose the endless songs within the mind
You play your part and feel the strings take flight
A hymn that joins the earth with endless night