While the music surfs throughout my mind, 

I wonder about vibes bouncing around.

I suddenly feel ok to let despair go away.

Yes, it would be satisfying to know when.

In the the night’s still, we do so create

The mantra of our lives, our identity.

So where then will we step away the beat

Of our heart and soul, begging for balance.

Perhaps it waits upon a distant mountain,

With valleys and stream will complement

The certain nature of endurance and hope.

We find a way to say good morning to love,

So then when the music plays, we know.