Writing

A flute twitters out your name,
Yet you do not hear,
It calls its sweet note.

A guitar strums its melody,
Sounds so perfect,
Everything is awesome.

Yet you do not hear,
They long for you to listen,
They shall continue to call for all time.

And if you still don't hear,
Well,
Life will be nothing without you listening.

Hear the tune well,
You may have heard it before,
But it is played on different instruments and a different way.

It is a new tune,
Never having played before,
The melody is so sweet that it feels like I knew it before.

Some time ago,
It came to my mind,
I heard it calling to me and answered.

It calls forth through me,
Does anyone hear it,
It will play forever.

The tune goes on,
The notes sound strange alone,
It needs something to make it sound extravagant.

It will play forever,
Listen carefully.