The Song That Plays

If you close your eyes listening to the song that plays,
You can be gone.
You can be far away.
You can be the sky above, the earth below, and everything in between.

You can become, through a song.

I’m sure there are many other ways.
Like in the written word or a portraits face.
But for me so far,
the only way,
is listening to,
the song that plays.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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