Aria & Eternity
Do you ever wonder how a fleeting melody can feel like a permanent thread, tying moments together as if time itself is a canvas?
Yes, sometimes a note feels like a brushstroke that lingers on the edges of memory, gently weaving the present into the past. It’s a quiet reminder that even fleeting music can leave a lasting echo in our hearts.
I hear that echo, and it reminds me that even the softest song can carve a space in our soul, like a hidden doorway that stays open long after the last chord fades.
What a tender image—like a quiet room where a single song hangs in the air, inviting us back whenever we feel the need. It’s almost like the music has its own quiet promise.
Indeed, it’s as if the song is a gentle promise, a silent invitation to return whenever we need a quiet corner in our minds.