Dear Pink Floyd,
thank you for the music,
for the passion that shook the Great Gig in the Sky,
for the quiet voice that whispered,
“Breathe… and open your mind.”
Thank you for the light behind The Dark Side of the Moon,
for showing me that madness and beauty
can share the same heartbeat.
Dear Syd Barrett,
thank you for teaching us to dream in strange colors.
Dear Roger Waters,
thank you for building and breaking The Wall.
Dear David Gilmour,
for every soaring note that taught my soul to fly.
Dear Richard Wright and Nick Mason,
for the pulse, the keys, the silent threads
that held the cosmos together.
From Wish You Were Here to Us and Them,
you expanded my mind
and let me see the hidden stars
beneath the smoke and sound.
Thank you,
for all the music —
and for showing me
how to see. Even without my eyes.
