Just another poem I’d written thus far.  Enjoy!!!

Music is in the air,
music is in the water,
music is in the fire,
music is in the wind.

Here on earth,
music is everywhere,
whether not a fair weather,
music is in the weather.

A crackling is in the air,
by a bonfire the wind blows,
feeding a flame to go on fire,
by a gurgled stream, music flows.

Musical rhythm can be so simple,
as to wake by a sunrise with eyes open wide,
as to eat till a belly goes fat,
as to drink, relieve, then sleep at sunset.

Musical rhythm can be so complex,
as night becomes day,
and day becomes night,
musical rhythm on a crazy track.

Musical rhythm can be so emotional,
as one cries just to feel the music,
as one smiles just to feel the music,
and one can also die by the music.

As silence grows,
music grows louder,
one may be all ears,
when music is in the silence.

By a sunrise, lovers are kissing,
their lips are locking in musical rhythm,
a fire grows warmer in their hearts,
by the stream, in the air, wind becomes music.

Here on earth,
music is everywhere,
whether not how long a kiss would last,
music is in the lip-locking.