Emotional Boo Boo

My mom was leaving and I started to cry. As she walked out the door, my tears blurred her silhouette, and I sobbed deeply. 

It was my first day of kindergarten and I was sitting in a room with a bunch of people I didn't know. 

The teacher (whose name was actually Ms. Simpson, lol) came over to me, "It's okay honey," she said and gently placed her palm on my shoulder.

It was the start of class and they were singing and dancing. The music pulled at my attention and I looked up--all smiling faces singing as they sat in a circle. I slowly joined in and sang along softly.

"I've been working on the railroad, all the live long day..." motioning with my arms as though chopping.  Before I knew it, I wasn't crying anymore but immersed in song, and smiling too.

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Now, when I am feeling so deeply
when the emotions wet my face
that I can't even speak,
I put on music,

the music
inside of me.

And I sing. And dance.

To my song.

The emotions are a gateway to my music.

The movement holds me, 

the sound caresses me,

comforting

and lifting me up

to a safe place
behind everything
beyond it all,
and into the reverberations
of magic.