the music

the music pulls me through.
it flow down, fills the cracks and
holes in my spirit
and lifts it up from the
depths of whatever pit
it may have fallen in. It grounds
me when I fly too high,
alive on life but in need of
a dose of reality.
the music guides my steps, an
unconscious beat to which I march.
the music is alive; without it I would die.
so the beat goes on....