Epiphany

               

All my life I've wanted to play music!

Then one day, I met a musician

and because of him

I rediscovered the beauty of language.

He sang to me with his fingers.

In return, I gave him my words.

In trying to connect, find common ground

A deluge of ideas, emotions, and moving pictures burst from me

Little things stand out in minute detail

Now the door is open!

He still inspires, questions, sometimes elucidates

All of that, and much more, fuels my desire to write!

Music remains the passion—always longed for,

never to be fully enjoyed

But I know the truth…

I am a poet.

7/8/08

DB