The Golden Chords

By Noel J. Nolan – June 2025

Philosophy, music, the arts of the soul,

Each a bright branch from a radiant whole.

Born of the tree where ideas take flight,

Rooted in mystery, reaching toward light.

When music lifts hearts with a magical rise,

Golden chords shimmer, unseen to the eyes.

Maestros can hear them—those seasoned and wise—

In pop songs and ballads, in lows and in highs. 🎶

And just like in music, in thought we can find

Golden keys turning deep in the mind.

They open the gates where the dream rivers run,

Flooding the self with the light of the sun.

This pulse of creation flows steady and true,

A live-stream of wonder, both ancient and new.

The wellspring of insight, where visions ignite,

Where sparks from the darkness leap into light.

This gift, I believe, is our birthright to hold—

Not silver, nor diamonds, but something more bold:

A calling, a rhythm, a fire deep inside,

The golden chords where the muses reside.

#poetry #poem

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