Courage to break the silence, To contribute to the universal vibration Does not come easy. When every note is played for gods and angels, And spaces between notes Are whole universes, The audacity to stand naked In that hallowed company Is nothing short of revolution. Finding inner calm in that space, We twist threads to weave Into the ever expanding fabric of existence And our plucks, strums and utterances Shape the world. This responsibility is not to be taken lightly.
