Intrinsically
Energy
The
struggle in my fingers, gymnastic elastic
Stretching
fingers wide, strength to the tips
Link
between mind and sound
Energy
moves thru’ as well as around
Metal
lights are the strings
Reverberating
angel wings
The need
is caressing
And
they’ll kiss you with a melodic blessing
For we
feel what we hear
A sonic
plane, that’s an ephemeral sphere
All
contained in a cocoon where there’s no pain
Leveraging
energy our light, generating positive rain
So we
love what’s called music
Why else
would angels have harps?
So we
pray for those who always switch the music off
Why their
sad souls reject themselves, sacrificial self-centered smugness
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