It is

Music.

What is it,

but something cheerful,

something meaningful,

something real?

 

It is

the thing that gives me breath,

speaks when just plain words can't,

and causes sweet serenity

to come crashing down.

 

It is awesome. 

It is great.

It is real.

It is art.

It is me.

 

Music is something

that makes me feel,

especially when I don't know

what or how

to feel.

 

Have you ever

heard something

that takes your breath away

while at the same time

gives you life?

 

It is awesome. 

It is great.

It is real.

It is art.

It is me.

 

That is music

for me.

It is all of my feelings,

my thoughts, my wants,

my needs

 

all wrapped up in

one composition.

Whether there be lyrics

or not.  Whether there be harmonies

or none.

 

It is awesome. 

It is great.

It is real.

It is art.

It is me.

 

Music is

universal,

all inclusive,

open,

accepting.

 

Anyone can participate

in its great awesomeness.

All one must do

is find his heart strings, where they lie,

and pluck them to bits. 

 

It is awesome. 

It is great.

It is real.

It is art.

It is me.

 

Face

the facts,

music

is awesome. 

It is. 

 

 

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