think of who held the brush.
Remember they covered the canvas in beauty
while they tried to do so their minds.
When you hear beautiful music,
think of who created it.
Remember the melody is meant to drown
the echoes of emptiness that fill the creator's soul.
When you read a beautiful poem,
think of who penned the words.
Remember those words are on the page
because they were tearing the mind apart
When you hear laughter,
think of who generated it.
Remember they need the laughter
to keep the sorrow from suffocating.
Remember that beauty is boldest against the ugliest backgrounds,
Remember that music is the most beautiful when it breaks silence,
Remember that light is brightest after being in the dark.
RIP Robin Williams
My God girl!! How can someone so young be so insightful and eloquent in their delivery, that it is practically music itself. I am always humbled to be your mother when I read your work. You are without a doubt brilliant, and for that I am both proud and sorry.
ReplyDeleteLove Always and Forever, mommy