I sit here drowned in a sea of emotions,
Reaching out, invisibly.
No one understands me, No one’s been through it.
And yet, the range of our feelings is identical.
The only thing I rely on is that melody.
That beautiful melody...
As if it was created for none, but me.
To help, to inspire, to lighten
All the parts withered away, within.
With the essence mesmerizingly covered,
I become part of it.
And it… it becomes part of me.
I am uplifted, enough to swim through emotions – untouched,
unharmed.
Clarity is brought to me as light to darkness.
I come to life every time,
As my soul is nourished and nurtured.
This is the power.
The power of music.
As days pass
by, and moments fly… each to its own experiences a different set of emotions. Emotions
that may be shared with everyone… but never at the same time, I see myself
reaching out but no one’s on the same page. With each phase you may want to
hold and get support. Be it sorrow or happiness, it’s an instinct to reach out.
And yet, we reach out invisibly – for no one can switch phases and feel what you
feel.
With feelings
being so innate and the urge being so strong to relate… it is tough to not have
that support, despite having your loved ones around. And just then you hear
that song, that one tune with potential to stir up all that you have within. That’s
when you feel understood. Word by word, emotions to emotions and feelings to
feelings… no explanations are needed. There
are no requirements. It is all that has been recorded of someone’s phase. And now
that phase is yours and it shall always be as long as you have access to that
musical piece.
It’s funny
how sometimes music understands us better than people do, and yet the music has
been composed by people. How many times have you felt alone and misunderstood
in your life despite being surrounded by others who know you well? Chances are,
quite a few times. But then again, those people around you would have felt the
same despite you being there for them. It’s tough to try and understand the
other person when you are not in the same phase. With their variables being
uncountable and reasons being hidden, it is not easy to replicate their
feelings. And yet what you felt for a certain situation could be what this
person feels for another. And here’s where music binds us, like none other.
It’s a
relief to know that you’re not the only one who experiences such emotions and
that such emotions of others have been recorded as though they’ve been custom
made to connect to you. That connection, that understanding… it’s so
inexplicably divine that it can touch the heart of millions and nourish the
souls of billions. It’s an art that truly brings you back to life.
