This Pure Moment of Music
So loud, so bold, so strong, so rich
Hearing every beat, word, phrase
The heart of it speaks to me
I lay conversing with the love streaming from the sound
I listen to what it has to say
Putting myself in it's pain, joy, fear
Realizing, I posses the same
I bear the same feelings
Over and over again I do listen
While it sheds its tears to the solid ground
Opening its most personal thoughts
I drift away with the meaning
Getting lost in a stunningly beautiful image
Feeling so safe and protected
I am put in a rare state of serenity
No where else does this exist, but where I find myself
The state of losing myself in its song
Its pure velvet melodies and rhythms
I never want it to end
I never want to leave its presence, I've come to witness
But here I am in this one moment
This pure moment of Music,
Getting lost in it's heart and soul
Copyright © Anett Zlotorzycki | Year Posted 2009
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