Beethovens Number 5

Trapped inside my automobile, bemused by the sound of sirens, blaring horns and tires turning faster than dreams disappear - like wild geese flying towards the speed of light losing myself in the reverie of classical music to my delight… Reality no longer has her hooks in me as she once did not long ago, when I was still a younger lad who had all one could possibly ask for and then some except truth staring me straight in the eyes as time flew by and I continued refusing to realize that the sights and sounds of life disguise what’s underneath the surface and the sands, lie more loveliness and beauty than we can ever understand. While turning up the radio to Beethoven’s Number 5 the bustling traffic that entraps me makes me grateful I’m alive.