I’m a conductor…

I’m a conductor…
Guiding each section of nature with my little baton…
I play a love song for each stranger walking by…
Sometimes, even singing in my deep, rich voice.
 
It just all flows out from inside me…
I never hold anything back…
Waving my baton at the millions of parts of this symphony…
While the treble bass of this earth vibrates beneath me.
 
I can always experiment with my audience…
Some things work and some things don’t…
I never expect a permanent atmosphere of approval…
But I’m so happy to find your friendly face here.
 
You know, you have a lot of power…
Your days should never be the same old, the same old…
Your face should never have the look of a funeral…
Come closer, I want to whisper something your fear doesn’t want you to know…
“You are a god!”
 
So, lift up your head and stop looking at your toes…
What can you do?  Plenty!
Today write yourself a symphony…
Of whatever this beautiful day brings.
 
I’ll happily conduct!
 
I love you,
 
Annie