As I Near the Age of 20

by AppleJared


The Poem

I am more than sounds that you hear
I am nature throughout the year
I am the wind of torrent ablaze
More than the bass at a beating rave

I made the strong weep and the weak rise
My enemies have met their demise
My presence makes forget of petty things
I’ve changed lives with only six strings

I am the roots,
I am the tree
Celestia’s power
And Discord’s glee

I cannot be controlled
I shan’t be contained
Whether the sun falls
Or the moon wanes

Present in clouds; alive in the shade
The stars I have kissed; the sun I have made
More than just sounds; I make you feel
More than your hooves or ears ever will

I set trends, I give the world light
I set what’s real and you swallow your pride
I have no favorite, as instruments go
But some ponies channel my sounds and they flow

Not only in piano
or the classical strings
not only in flutes
and orchestral rings

I am the birds in the morn'
Crickets in night
I am all sounds
be it wrong; be it right

But not only sound
but feelings through ear
I am the emotion
these sounds make you hear

I am studied by Sisters, Cadence and Twi
My secrets, do they confide
I am both harmony and chaos alike
Both of those parties encompass my might

Be it a cello a bass or an electronic set
I am the feelings you cannot forget
I am the talent you wish to seek
But instead you should seek me

Some have a gift, to this understand
And they play away as long as they can
They are called for higher than they’ll ever know
Some have a gift; others just a show

But those who understand shall
Possess a joy of none other
And have a love unequalled
By a spouse or a brother