In the crowd dear heart, look for faces you call Home.
If you ever get scared to be lost in the crowd, if it ever holds you back from living your life, remind yourself, the route to home is only a touch away.
The notes she thought her absence will open, were now being revealed one by one. Subtly, right before her eyes. The chords she had perceived too stringent to play, were now melting in anguish. The sounds she had longed to hear, now touched her hearing here and there.
Oh the course of life! How unpredictable. How infinitesimal is the ginormous will of a man, he hopes to cling to for the rest of his life.