Inspiration

Eyes ablaze with fire,
With each passing second my psyche soaring higher,
Seeing through the conscious of being whose essence is overseeing my very actions from the radiation of its presence
How can I put the images, colors and feelings into words
When I myself am being guided like a blind man in the dead of the night with only the sound of the beat of his heart as his only companion
As I sit here starring at these words appearing on the screen
Remembering the night terrors and awaking with screams
The detachments from my body as I looked down saw the Earth, Sun, Moon and Stars.
Looking for peace and solace in the galaxies afar,
A better world where pain hurt and suffering are non existent
Alas my search is in vain and I plummet back to my body
But now this presence reminds me that even in dire of times SHE is always there
Not far just a mere distance from my touch
Who is she you ask. This presence I talk of
She is the one who covers me with sweet melodies and sounds when the outer world is a menace and your own heart is screaming
She is from when we still have an umbilical cord
She talks to use always
Reaching into our very soul
Elevating, reminding
Making you cry
Making you wonder
Making question
She is both a blessing and a curse
A savior and destroyer
She is why I write this to you know
She is the reason we can spend a quarter of our day without tiring
She is beauty, torture, pain, love, old, new, wise, immature
She is a depiction of the world in many ways
Some good some bad some true some false
Some real some a dream
Regardless of all her traits she is one thing
True. She brings the truth in all of us
She makes us feel things, lets us express them
She does not laugh when we do her wrong
She lets you enjoy her to your heart’s content
Each one of us sees and listens to her differently but however it is she touches us all
She is the one who soothes us
She is our therapy and our addiction
Our medicine and affliction
She has been there since the beginning of time
In some ways she has evolved and in others she has changed with the times but still remainded the same
She is a man, a woman, a child, an animal, a thing or nothing at all
Beautiful or ugly
Serene or violent
Small or big
She can be anything and everything
Or nothing at all
She is. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
MUSIC.
Think about it people.
Jah Bless.