Ode to Music

An ode to music and its fullness

Its sweet melody fills concert
halls and palaces,
to only a few, it preaches
harmony and the
beauty of it.
It is everywhere, yet
absent in space, unless
one can
listen.
Listen for rhythm of a
heart beating to a
baton, a stem of
the brain. An omni-
being of man's soul and
Desire.
But it cannot be
contained to a
few, but transmitted in
waves from a
modern instrument
and soon it
poisons
children's minds with
sweet vaccine,
expression of depression,
sadness and
Joy, found in
one piece.  But more
plays, healing the
world of its
constant chaos.
It is hateful love and
saddened joy. It
is like
death, part of life but
not the living.
Death cannot stop this
heart's beat, only
make louder phrases
at funerals and
on Earth.
It must because
it is
everything that
it cannot be.
It is
Music