February 15, 2017

MUSIC

Is music me?

As they say, “If you don’t toot your

own horn, you own horn goes untooted.”

Is the primitive me drums - like my heart

beats - pulsating in my inner jungle - me?

Am I the songs lodged deep in my memory,
“I gotta be me….” “To dream the impossible

dream….” “Somewhere over the rainbow….”

“People who need people are the luckiest ….”

“It’s a wonderful world….” and so many more?

Am I the musical pieces I hear from time to time - while driving, at restaurants, while

walking the long corridors of life? 

Am I a piano player who stopped lessons or

a guitar player who put the guitar in the closet?

Am I an instrument that is not too late to learn?

Is music me?

© Andy Costello, Reflections  2017