feel the rhythm

Is there anything more comforting than knowing that nothing or no one is never truly alone or unappreciated? There is one thing that we all share. something that is distinguishable by any means in any culture Music Music is the rhythm of the crash of the waves on the sandy shore; every waterfall, earthquake, and every footfall of the loads of people traveling to the ever-present beat. In this way we are all connected. Step outside, close your eyes feel your heart beat and listen Listen to the music of the birds in the trees; listen to the flight of the bumble bee, the synchronized pitter patter of the rain drops on the windshield Become carried away in the cacophony that is 5pm traffic. Dance along with the man making drums out of buckets on the end of the street Feel the ebb and flow of emotions as they move you; transport you from hip swinging latin rhythms to the earth shattering treble of rock & roll, to the seductive river of tuneful jazz flowing from the saxophone We are all connected this way We have all heard this music, felt it move beneath our feet for it is the sound track to our lives. No matter how beautiful or unmelodious as it may be, it is always there. This universal language permits the stream of feelings to drift from person to person without ever having to speak a single word There is no magical a moment, than realizing that everything revolves around a certain rhythm; and to someone whose life heavily involves music, there is no greater wonder.