Ode to Music
by: Kirsten Johanna Ocampo
as simple as ink on paper
as intricate as the theory beneath it,
how beautiful are its complexities.
in its melancholic comfort,
or its mirthful peace,
that it always seems to know you,
find you,
and love you so unconditionally,
with its magic melodies
and heartbreaking harmonies,
will it embrace you.
where words, people, and all devices fail,
is where music will persevere
and like a candle,
guide you in your darkest hour.
what would this world be without it
but dull monochrome?
a desolate desert of prisoners,
chained to the evils of complete and utter logic,
without heart, emotion, or love.