A Poetry Note to Dry My Tear

Music is my soul’s world. I close my eyes and a thousand music notes accompany my thoughts flying far away like a seagull baring its freedom. Those wings take it into the horizon, and it is free. I see the waves of the sea breaking onto the rocks, I see the sunset colour the world red, a world turning in endless spaces of the Universe, a world that dies if you don’t listen to its soul. Nature is the soul of the world. Its colours, its sound is music. The breath of the wind, of the sea, of a stream is music. The weeping of a child is music. Listen to it, you will be able to understand even its thoughts, and you will learn to love the music that is inside and outside of us. A key is dropped from someone’s hand because they might be looking for you to open their soul and understand. Laura Rubis Laura Rubis, born in Venice, Italy, singer-songwriter, has completed Arts, Music and Show Business Studies and Performative Arts Studies at Venice University.