A melodious night of love

There's something that gets us through the highs and lows, something magical that sparks a magical feel of relief and ecstasy.

I was in the sleeping under the cover of darkness, with only a ray of light which shone through my room window creating a dim brightness, still not sufficient for full vision, but who cares when the melody exuding from the boom box right at the corner of your bed whispers words into your ears. Words of life, and words of peace, what a feeling to behold.

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The song I'm talking about is none other than "In my bones" by an amazing artist, David kushner(and lost frequencies).

I found this inexplicable peace within, I actually felt the lyrics, life, and power in my bones. It's a beautiful feeling, something I'll describe as therapy to my sleeping soul.

The cool breeze exhaled it's breath upon me and I could do nothing than envisage on the wonders of life, the beauty of nature, and of course, the power of music. How beautiful is it that music could speak to us, about a part of our lives, that dark hidden moment, that untold story of our's.

This night of mine was special to me. I didn't want to write, perhaps it's because I had no zeal, no motivation. I didn't want to do nothing, just needed the warm comfort of my sunken bed as I awaited the sun's morning spark.

You ever feel that moment when your past, present and future is reflected upon, all within minutes? Something only one thing can do — Music!

My tender heart could neither resist the charming lyrics, the thundering voice nor the reflective and imaginative power of this song. You think life is hard? You feel it has no meaning? Just relax, and submit to the wordings of this beautiful piece, let it sink into the depths of your soul so life may be reborn: a new being with a new mindset, and a new thought process.

Perhaps love is the reason for existence, a reason many have struggled to find, a long sought answer to the rhetorical question: "What is life?" And this is what this song is built around, a love that penetrates the core of our bones into the depth of our souls.

The night is designed for reminiscing, dreaming, pondering, wondering, reflecting, and envisaging; the morning however, for Working to achieve that great idea born out of the night's shortened hours of dreaming.

I'll follow the sound of inspiration, no matter what. I'll seek love while returning it to whoever may be in need it. I'll be the person I was created to be amidst the hate and strife in this ephemeral Earth... A person of love.

I'll always let the sound of joy be my strength in my weary nights. I'll submit my deaf ears to the song of life...

I'll always draw motivation from that melodic slumber of mine. A night with music, is just enough for me and you.