This Moment

Hands curl around my cup, tea seeping warmth into cold hands.
Back curves deep into my chair, cradling and supporting.
Headphones covering ears, blocking out all noise but the notes I want to hear.
Gathering strength from others’ words, telling me not to worry cause its all gonna be alright.
Tongue tasting my own words as I follow along to the words of these songs, singing out my strength for all to hear.