Sounds of the Soul

(inspired by joystarr; a poem in the rough)

Our bodies are the sound chambers of our souls
Wherein the strings of our hearts and minds
Are plucked by the Muses of life
We will laugh, love, cry, and be pained
As we take our parts in the orchestral work of Life

Are we to be two parts of a melody?
A duet of souls; entwining notes and passages
To form our own theme.
Or are we passing the melody from one to the next;
Helping each other in a transition of key
In our own personal medleys?

In either case, the sounds of your soul are
Like enough to mine to create a harmony that
Resonates through me as I sing this;
May the music never end...