The waves of music flow
like smoke through the rays of sunlight
peaking in the shades
It twirls and curls like my hips as they sway
and all I can do is gaze upon the ceiling
Feeling bold although I have nothing to hold
nor to call my own
Reality slips and fades
in my heart I am a bird freed from it's cage
Flying high on a song of hope that plays
Repetitiously
to distract me from the dismay silence brings
inevitably
Sweet tones ring out in heavenly peace
Creating a beautiful outlet of release