You were born to sing.

You were born to sing. Like birds at dawn, you were born to share your song with the wind, and the trees. 
You were born to turn the inhale into the concerto. To feel your voice from your toes to your trembling fingertips. 
 
If you don't believe me, simply close your eyes, and listen to your heartbeat. It is the beginning; the rhythm. 
Breathe in and fill your bellows, then let out a squeak, a screech, a growl, a hiss. The song is growing within. 

Can you feel it? Breathe in and let out a tone. Wobbly, flat, or sharp. It is your tone, honour it. 
The song continues growing.  Breathe in and let out a note, clear and bright, and beautifully you. 

The song has roots and leaves now. It is time to sing.  
Let your song crack you open to let the light shine out.  

Sharon Marie Tomczyk.  2014