Clear Sound

Singing it back to the wind,
Filling the air with sweet notes,
That´s how that song lived.
Little notes dancing
On the most perfect harmony.
It´s not only sound.
How could this be only sound?
Pale cobweb of music,
Breathing new life
Into an endless dessert.

Crystaline drops of serenity,
Soothing all the trubled minds.
It was only a song,
But it was crafted by a good soul;
A kind spirit whose only desire
Is to help any human in need
Of a little bit of peace
Not even gold or silver
Can compete against
Such a beautiful gift.
An empty place
Suddenly gets filled
With such a calming sound.