How can I fail
With Calliope looking down on me.
The words form on the page,
Surrounded by music,
Surrounded by art,
These words just fall onto the page.
The music in my life
Has never stopped,
It has always been there.
The more I listen,
The more I realise,
The less I know.
So much music,
So little time.
The art that surrounds me
Leading me to explore
The beauty that has been created,
Created by others.
So many ways of touching my soul
As I look into the world,
The world of these people,
These people who put colour into my life.
Music leads to words.
Art made me write,
One work that touched me,
Showed me the way,
The way to write my feelings,
Those feelings within my soul.
Those words have never stopped.
My life is so full,
Full of music,
Full of art,
Full of words,
Full of love.