A short rant brought on by a little too much thinking

As I was reading one of my friend's poems, I noticed how much I liked the story intertwined with the message. It made me realize that everything is a story with an overall message. The same goes for anything; photos, artwork, music. I realized that when I write, I know my message but not the story I need to tell to get to it. But with my photos, I can tell that story, because I can capture the story of nature, or a person, or a city. The same goes for music; a solo is an opportunity to tell a story, and is recognized as such. My favorite musician and director says it all the time to soloists, "Tell your story, man!" How could I have let that message slip by me all this time? Well, the past is the past. Now I truly understand why I take the pictures I do and how I play music the way I do. All that's left is for me to find a way of writing I can use to tell a story.

Sun

Sun

Rays of happiness 

guiding us through life.

But they go away every night.

Is this why night 

brings the worst out 

in everyone?

Robberies and adultery.

without the rays of sunlight to guide us,

we are lost.

No light means no happiness.

Then a teacher, a friend, a different source of light

Something that reminds us that we 

don't have to have the sun.

That life is what we make of it,

because it is 

LIFE.