HARMONY

The harmony of discord, the last moments of a dream, the last stage of awakening. What is it that ties a person to a night? What is it that gives hope to tomorrow? What is the will that does not make a person give up? What brings a person to the morning from the night that has fallen upon them in masses? Are all these emotions, these feelings, the conscience that exists within a person a reflection of the soul? Is the song of those who survive in the dance of chaos and order sung? Are saplings never planted in withered gardens, do they never turn into a forest? Is the song that this harmony sings never listened to?