I’m listening to YouTube on a Wednesday
I hear the beat of my heart
I hear the music of the moment as time flies by
What happens if I press stand by?

Now is all we have
Time is nonexistent in the past, and the future
It only exists right now, and nowhere else
Use your moment, or else

Have you heard it?
Or better yet felt it.
Like raindrops on a tin roof.
Slowly growing, slowly beating,
our mind goes retreating.

As riders on the storm,
we hear echos all alone,
we feel rivers moving tall,
as our mind takes a fall.

We hear silence then a small ringing in our ears.
As the sun comes up in May,
we hear it, and we’ll feel it soon.

I hear echos of disconnection
Friends, and family, in the noise
Severed cords once persistent
Gone, we are distant

As death cleaves us
My mind wanders
It wonders of a time gone by
A time to say goodbye

My life, so grey, it’s so not me
Like wilting petals limp on the asphalt
Directionless, with a side of melancholy
Blown away like autumn leaves

As I grow, I become
I become who I am
My voice’s pitch sounds like me
It carries grace, and confidence you see

It won’t be long now
I will be me

Are you a good person?
Do you feel it in your bones?
Does waking lift your heart?
Are you ready to start?

As you feel your day,
does it feel like magic?
Do the pieces fit?
Does your life flow with it?

As we make our mark on the world.
We’ll find glittering gold.
In the recesses of our minds,
in the spirit of our kind.

Like pieces of a puzzle,
ready to connect.
We wait for what’s next.