Seasons

I see the clouds move up so fast in the sky
I see the leaves fall down in summer’s reply
They settle in an ever changing ground as I watch the world go by
The snow white is winter’s effortless smile
The patterns turn to springing water so wild
They flow into the Sun clouds moving fast above it’s nature’s style
I see the seasons coming around
Like a circle coming around
With a voice upon the wind that’s telling me from deep within I’ll be alright
Alright… Alright
The plummeting degrees of hearts growing cold
The heating change of age’s stories are told
I find the balance in the quiet whispering inside my soul
I’ve fallen down before but never laid bare
I get back up my spirit’s fighting the wear
If life’s a test I hope that I will do okay I hope it’s fair
And still the season’s coming around
Like the circle’s reaching around
When they pass they leave me older wiser stronger bolder I’m gon' be alright
Alright… Alright
Alright… Alright
(Josiah)
Have you ever felt
Like you would never find the inspiration to become a great dancer,
musician or an artist?
Close your eyes
Because the answers were easier than you think
The sound of a heartbeat and rain gave birth to rhythm and drums and everything
we know about music
Sand and leaves in the wind are the foundation of dance
And the quest to replicate the perfect sunset on canvas
Life is stressful
We drive in metal boxes to glass towers
And come back home to concrete walls
And use plastic
When was the last time you sat in grass and dirt?
Listened to the birds
Felt the wind in your hair
And smelt flowers?
Art allows us the opportunity to escape from the mundane
Read a book, sing in the shower, dance to the radio
Write a poem
Allow your soul to flourish
Picasso said, «Art washes away the dust of everyday life from my soul!»
So take that time to let your soul fly…