Andante

Many lives have quick moves of savage rhythms as the samba or rock’n roll. On others fits better the tempo of the blues or the tango cruel fascination. At least, bolero’s tenderness. At such speed, for the good or the worse, as no selective sponges they can register all subtleties too much faint, hermetic or brisk to the senses of hurried people. One may suffer, learning or wondering despite the risk of overcharging heart and mind becoming crazy. I’m working hard to nothing can turn the knob that speeds up or slows the beat and rhythms on me better fit. That's my unique karmic job.