My soul is a secret orchestra, but I don't know what
instruments - strings, harps,cymbals, drums -strum and bang
inside me.I only know myself as the symphony.
“To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour…”
You're a symphony, and your soul is the orchestra composed of each instrument, each one bringing a note to the building. But who is the conductor, your mind or your heart?? Marie-christine G.
ReplyDeleteA note at the right pitch !!
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