Audience of One

Delighting in the music show, of bliss beats that has heart aglow, nodes within dance as we rejoice, echoing soundless thunders voice, nonchalant to the flow of time, dissolved in cadence of love’s chime, whose each hue is new and unique, into which we alone can peek, for although we do wish to share, it needs both head and heart to pair, which for the most of us distant, because we are yet resistant to surrendering egoic will and so refuse to remain still.