My heart sings a melody that, I alone, can hear. It fills up spaces inside my soul and drowns out the darkest fears. From the soft, ever so gentle, to the quickened, passionate pace, The tempo drives what’s inside and music takes its place. I dance to my own mantra. I march to my own beat. I smile and laugh and spin in circles engulfed in what might be. If I travel and stay too long, and lose my point of view, The music shines like a beacon, to guide me back home to you. ~ A. Saam