Music

Listening to music.
You feel.
You fly.
You float.
You swerve.

For a while.
Not more.
You’ll get back soon.
Earth to you. Where are you? Come back soon!
You will.
But you’ll miss the music.
The wind in your hair, your limbs, your heart.
You’ll miss the music.

You’ll go back to it.

Going back to that temporary reprieve of solitude, boredom, anxiety. Of life.

Music is like the balm of your soul. Like balms, it only works for a while.

Unlike balms, it will never be finished.
There will always be more music. Enjoy it.

While you can.