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Jun 2015
Music is liturgy
Amplifying through the empty space between
The sea and the celestial spheres governing
The movements of the bodies below
Astral songs churning through the bellows
Of a tired church *****
Standing idly by, while a man whispers
The prayers of the people
All fitting into grooves
Inscribed on the human mind
Causing friction
Vibration
Like rosin, playing with a cello string
Singing out a melody
Leading men on a journey unique to them
Yet all with the same end
A state as close to the holy
As known in the human form
Ryan Galloway
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Ryan Galloway
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