Here’s a poem I wrote during my poetry class on the power of music, and all the parts music plays in our lives. Enjoy!

Symphony

I am  

the strong support you need. A steadying hand,  

holding your heart  

your hurt 

your past  

and washing them up to the light. But I am  

soothing. Caressing your pain, the cuts life brings. I will  

wash over you, a resounding song, a whisper of melodies  

To let your tears flow, let them go in the knowledge  

That I will listen  

and you will listen   

To feel whole, despite the hole left  

in your heart. But I am   

a battle cry, a weapon to be used, a banner  

on a long night, a lesson to be learned,  

Light in this darkness, to clutch the comments you cannot say  

and fling them out into this darkness, for the masses to uphold  

and sing in one resounding chorus  

“we shall overcome…”  

As your own person 

now, you listen back  

and hear these hums  

and suddenly, you are back   

in your mother’s arms  

and rocking to sleep  

and rocking as everything  

comes flooding back 

hearing this symphony.  

The words your mother sang you to sleep,  

The words your father cried with his dying deed  

so you could live,  

The words you whisper to yourself  

as you kneel at their grave,  

to heal the pain they are not here to soothe.  

But I am here, this   

music, this  

music you use for unburying, for untidying the ropes holding you in this pain. 

I am here. Notes and symphonies, melodies and hopes  

in the simplest song, so   

you can live.