Music Feeds My Spirit

I was told that as a babe, I would endlessly cry And nearly drove my Mother out of her mind No one knew the reason why, as I had loving care Soon, it was discovered that music brought much relief During early childhood, learning to play the piano A true delight to the nuns, who then gave me lessons- free Later, singing with choirs at different stages of life I was known to forego more pressing things than music I found then as I do today, music still accentuates my moods My spirit cliings to notes as climbing scales That reach quite unimaginable heights Which brings me to my feet or invite unabashed tears In the darkest of times when sadness reigns When joy is unrestrained; or solitude embrace Through moments of serenity and various shadings of time Music, like life's blood flows, brings all that I need There was a time in my teens, I could easily choose a favorite genre My tastes have since broadened and I relish many more I still listen to Luther and my heart melts to his soulful tone And when I hear Casting Crowns, my soul craves angels' wings Andrea Boccelli and Il Divo with their operatic pop Bring a smorgashbord of emotions from canyons within 'Though this is no fact, just my humble imagination, I believe Music is life and life is music; that neither will ever come to an end Both will keep refining, reaching that source of perfection God's animated creation, it seems, bears musical notes Together, intrinsically designed to sustain and evolve ~*~