Frequencies of Comfort
Allow me to be an instrument
Harmonizing notes of hope
Seeping to the deepest areas of sorrow
An air of unforeseen humility
Sending frequencies of empathy
A vibrational wind of faith
To those who suffer
May the music bring an instrumental joy
Broadcasting melodies of compassion
Tangled within the atmosphere
Exerting tunes that soothes all pain
Let me be an instrument
For the one’s with a heavy heart
May they hear the little ditties of love
Transmitting silent chords erasing worries
As passionate themes suppress the agony
And even if only for a brief moment suffering -paused
Followed by only peaceful sounds of comfort
Copyright © Anita Wilson | Year Posted 2023
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