With music, but without soundtrack

One day I wondered about which music could be the soundtrack of my life. I thought about so many music that I wanted to sing to someone or scream to the world. I remembered all the melodies I normally search to instantly give me cheerful moods. I thought those few that only because I heard them - and not remind me of someone or something - make me cry. But I didn't find any answer.

I'm so many people and so many melodies. A double CD wouldn't be enough to listen all my life, nor even to illustrate my day. Perhaps I would pick a song that could show my immutable values. However, even they could gain new colors, some obtain more importance and some be deleted. And if I chose one particular song, will I underline it tomorrow?

Like the music that we dance through life, the people who pass through it go singing different melodies. One day they may us cry just with their existence and in a different day even they sweetest voice has the power to irritates us.

How many times did we ask ourselves why we heard repeatedly a song that now we can't stand anymore? Our opinion change, performers and instruments too. Just like we react in different ways through a song, we cannot expect that other people always like to hear as in the same way or that they chant the same for us. Everything changes, with the same speed and ease like the ones we see every time we please to hear something and in the next instant we want a completely different sound.

We can only have some things for sure: we cannot live without music; only knows how to live who also knows how to hear different melodies of others and of the universe; there's a time to listening and a time to compose and we are happy because we are free to choose what we want to hear.

We are part of a huge symphony in which only becomes enjoyable include our own instrument when we know how to listen and understand the others.