Sound of life

I only listen to tomorrow, night comes tucking me in, but I listen to my dreams especially after I take off my clothes.

Nice sound of life that runs through my veins, sound said from my heart, every time I write a letter of passion, to hear it from the four winds.

The birds sing nicely, nice melody, which I hear every morning when I walk in the valleys, with its joyous sound of awakening again, Mother Nature continues to sing to my joy.