The Sound of Melodies

“Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter;”

I know we talked about this in class, but once again an idea has grabbed hold of my brain and I have to write it down.

First, I really think I need to define exactly what I think an unheard melody is. I agree with what everyone else said in class, an unheard melody can be something that only one or two people have heard, something that that has only been played once, or something that has never been played. But, I think an unheard melody is so much more than that, unheard melodies are all around us, all the time. They are the unmistakable joy in the air when a child is born or at a wedding, they are the great feeling of sadness over a group of people when they lose someone close, and they are also the tension in the air when one of the debates in class gets out of hand and everyone is chomping at the bit to have their say.

Heard melodies can have a great impact on people, especially during times of trial. For example, the song Blessings by Laura Story has meant a great deal to me over the last few weeks. The tone of the song has continually reminded me that there is a light at the end of this very long, very dark tunnel. With heard melodies, you are almost certain to find a song to fit your mood. Though sometimes, it’s not exactly what you need.

Unheard melodies though, will always fit whatever situation you are in. They are more emotion then an actual song. They are always in the air, making it tremble with excitement, sadness, tension, hurt, anger, and so many more. They are the unspoken hurts, the heartbreak, and the sobs in the night. They are the laugh of a child, the pain when they scrape their knee, and the defiance when they disobey. They are the joy of a first love, the anger of a first fight, and once again, the pain of heartbreak. They are every emotion we feel.

The reason unheard melodies are sweeter, is because they are raw, they haven’t been edited for content. Unheard melodies are entwined in every part of who we and are in everything we do.

I honestly don’t know if I repeated myself more than I should have, but I hope what I said made sense. Thanks for reading, until next time

Meghan

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