For music, art and love

Sometimes, poetry flows through me and this was one of those times. I felt this after years of being unable to write something I could truly feel in every atom of me.

for music, art and love

i’ve been learning some things lately
things that i’ve known all along
but things i lost along the way.
i’ve been learning that i was born
for art
for music
for love
i was born to listen to the piano, softly playing in the background
while i read about life, loss and love
i was born to touch the pages of a book
flip them as i revel
in the stories of those around me
i was born to make scribbles
until they made sense
i was born to be grateful and be kind
while i fight the raging battles within me
i was born to teach and to learn
to be and to become
i was born to make waves,
no, i was born to make tsunamis
i was born for silence and for chaos
intermingling in ecstasy
i was born for music, for art and for love.