Music

There are moments in ultimate tiredness when I feel I can see everything, sense everything, understand everything. The music starts and my thoughts wonder. I feel as though we are all part of the same being. The same pulsing needs that drive us all. Every individual has the same worries, the same fears, we all have the same conversations and actions. We are apart of the same being. An overall universe, and the need to understand it. And then the music stops and I am alone again. And again. And again.        My mind expands while my body stills, a meditative thoughtfulness overcomes me. My loneliness drives the questions that can never be answered and the thoughts that will never be shared. The music plays. And plays. And plays.     

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MVP-Most Valuable Poet

music is harmonous

music keeps one at peace

great job

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