A rebel in me...

I strained
My head bent to a side
To hear the music
That played inside...

A thrum it was
An idle one at that...
Slowly and steadily
It started to beat.

At times a distinct hum,
At times feeble, deep down my mind.
Every time, I tried to catch it
With out a trace, it would vanish.

I stepped out,
To feel the cool fresh air...
Not aware of the reality
That awaited me there.

It was a strong current
Not a meek breeze, that made me gasp.
With all the air that surrounded me,
I still had to gasp to draw the air.

My lungs filled with more air
Frightened at the force, yet so aware.
Trying to keep my calm,
While hell bent to savour it for long.

Every tiny step I took,
A rebel in me, prodded me to take a look.
I raised my face to face the current,
Brave this time; as I waded further in....