What Matters Most II

What matters most,
Is the feeling of grass under bare feet,
As you run as fast as you can,
More free than any bird,
Flying faster than a meteor,
Burning brighter than the Sun.

What matters most,
Is the ever growing love of music,
The vibrations of strings,
And strengths of percussion,
Strumming as fast as your blood pumps,
Beating as hard as your heart pounds.

What matters most,
More than anything,
In this Godforsaken world,
Is you.
Forgive yourself for your mistakes,
Have courage to stand up for what is right,
Because you matter,
More than anything,
You matter.