Tantalizing melodies fading in and out of memories storehouse, altering edges of consciousness, turning around moods, placing them on hold in closets for now.
Forgetting stress and living in the presence of musical life, enjoying it’s texture on my mind.
Moments of solitude, creating themselves in poems of a creative mind.
manage to function and gain control overourselves and our emotions.
Curling up in corners of musical compositionas lights are dimmed and fall asleep.Taking immediate steps to keep away from brightlights, not wanting to be illuminated, for itwill ruin my mysterious reputation.If sent out into the open I will dissolve,disappear and melt into the future.
of achievement, never getting there – never reallysucceeding.There seems to be no success in life, it cascades down mountainsides, along with waterfalls – beautiful to see,but empty, unfulfilled, like me.There are no hopes inside, triangles push and clatterabout noisily, looking for a way out.Emotions caught up in tiny rapturous moments are dropped,let go of in…
Glad to be rid of them, saying good-bye and turning inward for the only attention I crave – that of my God as I continue to be His instrument in life.
