When We Have to Dine with Sound of Music

Give me the sounds of my heart.
Give me sounds of my sweet desires.
Give me sounds that would remind me of my childhood days.
Give me sounds that can make me picture the milk, that my mother birthed me.

I need that sound that can resonate with my thoughts.
I need that sound that can make me remember my first love.
I need that sound that can birth good music.
The music of my heart and soul.
I need that sound that could birth the beauty of my soul.

You know sounds are BEAUTY
They are pleasant entities.
They are like the air that we breathe.
They travel as fast as the plane.
They can break through walls without the walls having cracks.

I have to dine with the sounds of time.
The sound was a cacophony,
But it resonates with beats of good taste.
The sound has a sour taste, but when eaten.
It births a melodious Euphony.

I know, I may not be a Sound Engineer.
But, when I hear one, I dance with it or perhaps dine with it.

Sound transcends from the soul, and so is Music.
Both, go hand in hand.
For they dine together.
After their dinner.
They all call us to dine with them.
For in them, lies their beauty.