Listeners
Like music,
life swirls and moves
to a tempo and beat
Not a single person aware
of the careful rhythm
the world shares
Only those who stop to listen--
the artists, the poets, the musicians--
can partially understand
Every breath,
each syllable
of the very words you speak
each step and stop
all linked hand in hand
They all just go to work
for their corporate Gods
While the ones most find
"crazy" or "ill"
are feeling the earth
beneath their feet,
but with their hearts
They know to break free
to dance and move
and ENJOY
the rhythms,
harmonies,
and lyrics of
the universe..
Copyright © Alex Brown | Year Posted 2010
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