You
written by: Anita Shukla
You are the source
The fountainhead
The bringer of life
Wherever you tread
You are the rhythm
The notes, the beat
You are the melody
Of music so sweet
You are the calm
The thunder, the storm
You gild the eastern skies
Every rising morn
You are the words
That inspire
You are the flames
Of the fire
You are the rough
And the smooth
You are hope
And truth
You are the beauty
Of the scene
And every feeling
That has ever been
You owe it to yourself
To never allow
Anybody else
To put you down