What am I doin with a guitar in my hand?

Searching the ruins of my mind.
Building a green environ.
Letting the vibes traverse the soul.
Allowing the rhythym to fill the heart.

Trying to forget, sometimes.
Other times, trying to remember.
Looking for a window.
And if I am lucky, perhaps an explanation.

The guitar is just a messenger.
What is important to me,
is the message.
Almost, as if the universe speaks!