Ode To Music Poem by Tiffany Rose Moczydlowski

Music is the rhythm of the soul
As necessary as the beat of the heart
Your personality put on paper
In G-Clefs and Eighth Notes
The only thing that speaks my emotions
My story
Without my mouth opening once
It puts my heart on my sleeve
For everyone to see
While bringing back the demons and angels
Of the past
Bringing out those emotions you've bottled up
Tucked away for so many years

Strings of a guitar
Keys of a piano
Their melodies melting together
To create
My own little corner of heaven
My voice carrying the lyrics
Isn't the only thing that's soaring...
So is my heart

With headphones blaring
My worries wash away
As if an ocean's roaring
Inside of me
Wide and vast and deep
Pulling out the litter with the tide
While engulfing all of the
Heavy silence of the room

From records to cassettes to CD's
From concerts
With microphones projecting
Sounds across stage
With screaming fans below
To singing in the shower
Where your only audience is yourself...
No matter what the form
It emanates confidence in every note

The beat of the drum
Pounds through my body
Coursing through my veins
The energy making me feel radiant
Alive
So much better than a sugar rush
There's only one way to express it; To dance
To lose yourself to the sound of the music
In a blissful connection between
Body and spirit

Never are you lonely when
You hear this melodic sound
Like a warm friend
Who understands all
Knows all
And judges none

(My sister Sarah Hohol and Carlie Glanville and Chris Glanville helped me write a few lines)