Sound, like warm ocean waves, washes over you,
It encompasses, surrounds, engulfs,
Until nothing else is left in the world,
Not even you.

It inspires, it is a spark,
That ignites your being,
And forever leaves a mark, an imprint,
On the ones that it has touched.

It is like all light, love and hate in the world,
Have come together and formed the most amazing creation,
That overwhelms you, overpowers you,
Like sitting beneath a waterfall.

High notes are like sprinkling water droplets,
Low, like the thundering of a coming storm,
And all the rest, a symphony that creates a world all its own.

As if it is life itself,
Is singing a story about,
All things passed, and things yet to come,
In an endless cycle, repeating into eternity.