My Soul Transcends Poem by Chantal Lammerts

The music plays along,
Gives this moment a feeling,
And as I quietly listen to this song,
I can feel all my wounds healing,
When I feel my burdens become too much,
And I see no way out,
I’ll listen to music as such,
I’ll put it far too loud,
But it doesn’t matter how loud or soft,
As long as it’s there,
I can feel my soul soaring aloft,
Warmth spreading everywhere,
And as I fly higher and higher,
Into the tones and sounds,
I reach what I desire,
And lose the sight of the endless grounds,
I’ll stay there, where the music has brought me,
And return only when the song finally ends,
The ceiling of my room is what I then see,
But my soul, it still transcends.

A/N: in the honor of music. If you share my feelings, please tell me. Thank you. xx chantal