The page does not care
who writes upon it.
The note does not care
who brings it to life.
The melody does not care
who plays the piano.
The song does not care
who sings the words.
Music will never judge
you unworthy.
As long as you have
the passion in your heart.
The darkness does not care
who finds shelter in its embrace.
The night does not care
who finds solace in its silence.
The stars do not care
who looks upon them and dreams.
The moon does not care
who finds hope in its light.
The night does not care
about appearances.
It will never shun you
for not living in the light.
The night and music
have never judged me.
Never have the stars turned away
from my upturned face.
Never has an instrument refuse to play
because I am the one holding it.
Neither music nor the night
have ever refused me anything.
I have always found
shelter in their embrace.
As together we find beauty
in what others cannot see.