The songs of nature flutter around my head
the chorus of the waves pull me from my bed.
The lament of the cursed tear at my spirits flesh
the hymn of the betrayed sinks through my armors mesh.
The cacophony of joy springs from the victorious
the proud symphony of triumph is mighty and glorious.
The crescendo of relief floats from the lullaby of the dead
The world is lifted by the joyous band of the poor who are fed.
My heart is is full with the sounds of the entirety of infinity
I thank the creator for the chance to hear this melody.