His Happy Place

music soothes the soul

He holds it oh so gently , like it's porcelain from old days.

You can see the peace spread through him when it's strings he gently plays.

His fingers dance so quickly on strings and wood combined , the magic's taken over, his soul begins to shine.

Music is his tool of choice to calm the storms inside.

He knows that when he's playing and singing loud his tune he cannot hear his troubled thoughts nor feel the things that bring him fear.

In this moment nothing matters only how he plays this song

The magic moves inside him and his soul to all he bares, he sings the words he's written with such detail and such care.

He shares his thoughts so bravely in every pluck of nylon strings 

His human core stays  humble at the beauty he's sending out from deep within

His happy place is music his guitar the tool he wields to keep on letting light shine in and fight away those blues.

He fills all those that hear him with a speechless heartfelt awe and it's music that so lovely it takes away his frown.

Reviews

[Serendipity Planet]

Music is his tool of choice to calm the storms inside.

You capture the moment so well , great read!

[Jolene]

thank you :)

[Lorry]

And that is surely why he plays, to feel people connecting to his words and sounds in the way they were intended to be heard, up close and personal, with even the distractions of life not enough to break the spell.
And it's not too far from why we write either. To let thoughts escape our minds, connecting to others and sharing our experiences through our words.
This could be at a concert or a more intimate gig and you capture what captured you so well here, that I'm sure you have a tune for it too, perhaps floating round your head, waiting for the inspiration to sing it, even if only to the bathroom mirror, with hairbrush replacing mic 😀

[Jolene]

thank you :) music is my first love so i can relate to how it feels to get lost in that moment and i do indeed hear this one as a little song :)