MUSIC: MY GREATEST COMPANION!
COMMENTS FROM THE AUTHOR...
Oh, for the joy of being the Hoarder of Words and the mystery of being a writer and a poet: where you can write just about anything, at the click of a simple thought and idea: based on on visuals, hearing, dreaming and daily interaction with ordinary people like myself! I write in simple English but it takes some doing and serious reading to make sense of what in the world I'm yelping about.
I'm particularly happy to be sampling one of my favourite albums by my all-time-favourite Smooth Jazz Artist: Brian Culbertson. One day during my usual trips to my Music Shop, I walked in just as they were busy promoting this album: I listened once and had to buy the disc immediately. On this day, those many years ago, marks the day I crossed my path with one of the most talented Jazz Pianist and I thank God I visited my Music Shop that day. I have since been following Brian like the shadow follows the sun.
Thank You Brian for sharing your gift of life with the world, music breeds life, love and peace in the hearts of people all around the world. I am a witness to that!
Music: My Greatest
Companion!
When I was
born, all the people around me began to sing. and shared laughter of joyous
celebration: I felt the love tinge zapping all over my body. Some clapped their
hands and others danced.
All my
brothers and sisters gathered around me: and gazed at me with the widest
smiles, never known to grown-up people...it was magic! because a new kid on the
block, had just docked his ship on these earthly shores.
They
welcomed and embraced me, with all tenderness only a new baby could invoke and
deserves...I was loved.
I continued
to sing and hum many intelligible tunes: even though my Mama and people around
me: always confused these mystic songs with "baby cries". Every time
I tried to "sing" they always pushed food inside my mouth: instead of
taking their time to listen carefully, and to understand my Heavenly language.
I was
frustrated that everyone, including my Mama, failed to hear my message: to hear
my songs. So, I punched the air with my clenched fists, and kicked so hard with
all my fours: till I fell asleep in a baby rage.
Life came
down upon me like a storm and happened so fast: so fast I forgot about all
those baby moments: which kept me so busy and occupied: with absolutely nothing
to worry about, in this world full of challenges untold!
Life for me
as a baby, was nothing but, a swing of sweet melodies: I kept hearing in my
head, playing incessantly, over and over again: till I giggled and clapped my
tiny hands, to the amazement of all the grown-ups: who witnessed these crazy moments?
I was happy
and had fun, fun beyond any human comprehension: cause God sent me Angels: which
made funny faces that only I could see, as they played with me.
After years
of growing up, into all different painful situations: after all the people had
given up on me, to surround my bed with joyful laughter: every time I wake up
each morning: I looked around to see... to see, if I could find any
consolation, from anybody still noticing I was still inside the same room: the
same room of the very life, which accommodated and welcomed me: with so much
fantasy and glitz.
This room
had grown so big, and so huge; into a world full of miseries. I could not find
anybody, no one at all to sensitize me, and relish my sad moments: and turn
them into joy: the joy I once knew as a tiny baby.
Then, like I
was in my wildest dreams: I woke up and wiped the tears from my eyes and looked
down inside my tired heart: and to my amazement.... I discovered and found out:
at least, not everybody had left me yet...
I still had
the Music in my heart, and the same Music was, still fervently playing inside
my head: only this time, with much more maturity, perception, sweet overtones
and grace.
Then, I
realized that God hadn't left me at all, neither those Angelic visitors: who
kept me on my toes and on a natural high: as a nervous baby. I still had
company.
I roared up
like a fearless lion and laughed and dared the Devil with overcoming joy because
Music still remained, after all these years: and to this very day. Music: My
Greatest Companion. Glad it still is!
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