Song

Singing. Writing is part of the mind + part of the heart. But singing is HEART. In its entirety. To me, singing is breathtaking. When I watch someone sing, and sing well, and sing from the heart, an aura bursts from the singer’s body, an aura composed of a bass-beating vitality and lightening flashes of pumping blood. Or, otherwise, the aura exudes the aloneness of a person and air, and the singer’s voice seems like my own, the echo of my thoughts in my head.

I am not a singer nor a musician. If it feels like this for me, how does it feel for those who actually express it like this?

To all my friends out there who have the expression of music in them, please continue to live in it. For yourself, and for others.

Thanks to Across the Universe for inspiring this post.