nothing can stop this symphony inside my chest
it tugs at the strings decidedly
pulling me deeply
kissing me as if I were living for the first time.
it's loud
and gentle
thrumming and thriving
weaving a tapestry from my bones
and hair
and skin.
so personally pulling me apart and knitting me back together again.
it's incredible.
how can music be so beautiful
without even trying?
it's so blissfully unaware of itself
it inspires me to
try to be exactly the same way.
I try.
but somehow I always fall short.
that's okay.
music will always be beautiful to those
who stop and listen,
and as far as I see it I will always be doing that.
I simply cannot live without a beautiful symphony inside of me
without music the world
hardly sings for anyone.
listen.
do you hear the tears falling?
can you feel the world tearing itself apart
one note
one melody at a time?
isn't it riveting?
-k.p.b.
11:43AM Thursday March 31, 2016
