Becoming coiled inside a brain, slowly unraveling in time with interior rhythms.
Beckoning notes to join in and be composed into artistic etudes, sonatas and symphonies – all in generous supplies of beautiful
grace.
Held forgivenly in hearts, life sets itself aside and watches with intense curiosity all the time.
Flying into atmospheres never seen before, yet seeming familiar to my brain.Watching rhythms twist and turn as they collaborate interiorly, striking beginnings of vestiges, including many definitions being written on paper.
Religiously regrouping with prayers, hope and faith, attempting to make life a little better.
Gathering their wisdom and carrying it with me tolearn and become wiser in final days of life.Walking into rooms of old, remembering the smells,sounds, expressions on faces I knew when I wasyounger.Now awaiting my presence into realms beyond earths’limits, looking forward to being together again.
insinuating themselves inside my poetical mind.Giving rise to many elapsed talents of worshipout in the deserts of latent life.Always wondering if energetic beats will comeinto being once again.
