Voulez-vous chanter?
Will you sing you for me?!

Picture a world magnified in its beauty timeless where everything our different sets of eyes, gets to gaze upon has a song devised in its image,

Every sweet mole, that binds and holds those songs together, made with the clinks of that chain which connects life and love,

Moving with the winds that dance to the rhythm of this universe ageless in its infinite wisdom and grace,
those syllables egressed;

That comes together to frame a name, the essence of your being, blooming out in the world, flowering into new buds of change,

And not all ear channels are attuned too hear all the songs, some special sequences caught, play in loops for years, at times, seldom we sing along,

But then those lyrics take their place in records that stopped playing along the way, like certain faces you seek but never find, their names unspoken...

Imagine there is a song that plays when someone thinks of you..once invoked it moves with the wind, turns into breaths that merge into one's being;

The discerning chords strike deep, then they listen to the levity or rigor in which you are made, and they hear and heed you!

But,What do you think your song would be like?!,
Have you ever put the world on mute so that you could enjoy those chosen words and tunes which emulate you?! ..

Do you hear the music that you make?..
Will you sing it with me?!
Because I am singing you!
Voulez-vous chanter?...
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