music is life
it’s the cry of a newborn as it comes into the world, a cry of a new soul, a melodious cry of life
it’s the pitter-patter of a 2 year old baby crawling it’s way across my carpeted floor
it’s the motion in the last two seconds before the sprinter crosses the finish line
it’s the tweet of bird at dawn and the hoot of an owl at dusk
it’s the pip of a chick as it hatches its way through its shell
it’s the crunch of my Grandma’s wheelchair as she moves across our gravelled pavement
music is pain
it’s the voice in your head telling you not to give up when all you see is a tiny thread of hope
it’s the joyous remark your opponent makes after he beats you at your game
it’s the pop Mr Jay’s knee makes after walking 5 miles to put food on the table
it’s the laughter of Dr Q’s three year old that passed away last month resonating across my ears
music is death
it’s the palpitation of a loved one on a hospital bed
it’s the crashing sound of two automobiles from across fifth street
it’s the swooshing of the charming brown autumn leaves
it’s the silence of the graveyard i visited last Friday
it’s the rattle a dying soul makes when his last seconds catch up on him
music is love
it’s the cackle of the two lovebirds across me in the café
it’s the cry and wiggle of my dog anytime i step my feet in my home
it’s my mom asking me every now and then “have you eaten”?
it’s the sound of a handshake, a sign of trust
it’s the squish of fabrics rubbing off against each other as two people hug
it’s the sonance of a peck, of a kiss, a validation of love
music is so many things
it is art. creativity. feelings. sensations.
music is very little things too
music is what you define it to be
