Rhythms Do Wonder
When sounds come together
With no harmony;
It’s just a noise.
When surging thoughts of a mind
Come in a conflict;
Loses its voice.
They produce nothing but pain.
Makes the peace drain.
Sounds become music.
Concordance of thoughts
Flows with ease
Like beauty of tides.
Plays like a song.
Mind finds a joyous ride
And all turns into a pleasing gain.
Rhythms do wonder
In life’s poetic wander!
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