Sometimes songs are not written to be heard, but are written to be given life, to be set free in the air.

Sometimes people we meet come into our lives to give us true insight into who we really are by testing our nature, and letting us see if we are really the person we think we are.

To this, I can hope that they are safe and doing well.

The songs will always live on in our hearts, just like the lovely feelings that helped write them—reminiscent of a flowing river in time, always the same path, always beautiful and free. 

Like the thread of fate, a river flows—never breaking, always stretching, twisting, and turning, its course unseen with our awakened eyes, yet ever certain, reaching us through dreams where only spirit can follow.  

In the flow of time, beautiful moments can return— Not by force, but by their quiet, gentle, pull of sincerity.

Gatekeeping the songs alive, should the warm whisper breeze bring these moments  this way again, know they are always welcome to rejoin the harmony.

Thank you for being you, and letting me be me, for kindling the fire in me you helped burn brighter.

Harmony: By Songwriter Eclectic™,  Sonya B. ©2025 All Rights Reserved