Life has a soundtrack

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Ain't it good to be alive.
-Patty Larkin

Walking to the Metro this morning
hearing the windy jingle of cable straps
accompanied by the droning of power saws
and a rhythmic power drill - jangle thump clang.

Hearing music in unexpected places,
from unexpected sources. The laugh
in a friend's voice late at night -
rich and throaty, full of potential.

Making music happens in unexpected ways,
with unexpected instruments. Full life,
animated colors ghosting on the retinae,
black olives and goat cheese on the tongue,
warm air falling onto the back of the neck,
a little black cat rustling the comforter.

Looking up at the indeterminate sky.
Fretful February, making no promises.
But underground springs still run hot.

I may be a goddess.
But I'm still only human.
I may be a queen.
But I remove my heavy crown.
I may be a leader.
But I lay my burdens down.
I may be a warrior.
But I drop my weapons and armor.
I may be strong.
But I am willing to be helped.
I may be quiet.
But I'm quite capable of making a lot of noise.
I may reach the sky.
But my feet are on the ground.
I may have a planet.
But I could share it sometimes.
I may be spiritual.
But I do feel joy in the body.
I may be human.
But I'm animal too.