Music is constantly
running thru my head
like a freight train
shouting its melodic spell
calming, soothing
crying my story out loud
Beats stomp through my head
like the running of bulls
making me tap my feet
the words of others
show me their emotions
their stories
their pieces of time
You run thru my head
like the tunes I hear

It’s a worldwide language
it can make you smile
it could make you cry
it relaxes you
it puts you to sleep
it moves your body and soul
It is music
it lifts you up
and pulls you down
it sends chills over your body
it helps you learn yourself
it teaches you about others
It is music
It loves you to love it

Amy Bunner

I see the faces
each as different as the next
each its own melody
Yet we all dance to the same beat
the same drummer the same time
our notes scattered amongst the scale
with the same beat leading us