Hi! I heard you create words. You see, I have a bit of a collection myself, and I was wondering if we could work together.
There was once a man who lived alone in a house on a hill. He sat in a room where jars lined the wall. The jars were full of words. The man loved to put together letters and play with the flow of words. He savored their taste and the way they dripped of his tongue or slid off his teeth. He was captured by the beauty of words. But he didn't know what to do with them. And so he stayed in his house filling up the jars.
What do you have in there?
You collect words. I collect notes. Everything around me sings its own song. I thought maybe, we could put them together somehow?
One day there was a soft ringing at his door. He opened it to find a girl standing in his doorway. He didn't notice much about her. All he could see was her large, bright eyes blinking up at him. She was holding a bag that seemed to be almost running away from her. After what seemed like an eternity of silence, she spoke.
Brilliant! Let's take these outside. I have a feeling they're going to take a bit of convincing.
No one had come to see him in many years. As the girl stepped into his house, he suddenly became aware of how shabby his little home was. Shyly he led her towards his study. She let out a small gasp as she entered the room lined with jars stuffed and scattered with words.
His face lit up as he spoke of his jars of words. The girl laughed as she saw his demeanor transform before her eyes. Finally her moving bag caught his attention.
Outside under a sky leaking rays of light through the clouds, they took their first attempt. She unscrewed the lid of her first jar. The air exploded in melody. At the same time lines of rhyme studded the air from his jar. It was a cacophony of noise. He picked another jar and they tried again. This time the words and notes blended together in harmony. A song was born into the green of that afternoon.
Many afternoons they spent under skies racing with clouds or crying raindrops. Words met music in a dance of emotions. Her notes took his words to hearers around the world. His story made people listen and her song helped them hear. And thus goes the story of the marriage of lyric and melody