What if I had music coming from my tears would the speed they flowed increase my fears
Breaking out of the ritual & routine, what is to become, is yet to be seen
Some only know the ringing while others receive future symphonies into their ears
Is it going out or is it coming in ,receiving is pleasure while formation is pain
Tapping toes,passing time, routine melody's running around my mind melancholy muses hidden for years
A living link brought out in rhyme ,emotions are not a crime ones loss is anothers gain
whether the verse began as terse or left us enthralled,a vibe is delving into our souls
No language as a barrier when the music is the carrier,harmony as a role leaves little to explain
Simple vibrations outward gyrations making their way through our mind,inward bliss becoming one of our goals
Possibly imitating nature ,woodwinds finding their way back to the forest,birds
beckoning with their beaks new ,notes nice language for our brain
Sampling simplicity with a mellow tone,then all encompassing sounds making their rounds ,bringing beauty into our homes
Chants to chorus, raps to rhythms doling out the dirges that eventually encompass our souls. R.C.