Vacantly void was the flat of my soul,
Uninhabited and depressed;
It was caving in to the weight of the world,
Deprived of peace and rest.
There was no comfort or joy in my bones,
Just a monotonous beat;
My body was numbed by the rather harsh tones
That rumbled down my soul street.
I had somehow become the muse of sadness,
Deflated and uninspired;
I longed to break free of the pressing madness
But there I was in the mire.
Then came this jolt of heavenly vigor
To graciously startle my soul;
It was just the beginning, the fire, the trigger
That set my bones to roll.
This weightlessness enraptured my thirsty spirit,
Awakening my cumbersome depths;
Along came the joy, and galloping near it,
An abundance of glorious breaths.
This radiance now bursts from somewhere inside;
Over and over it flows!
Like a jubilant sea of euphonious tides,
Forever this rhapsody goes!