like rivers streaming
effortlessly
over stone
the phrases of music stream
through
the ravines of time
carving my soul into
deep hollows wherein
the melodies shine like clear
water pools
when the music does not play
it is like drought
and the thirsting riverbeds can
not wait
for the celebrating phrases
to break from the clouds
and invigorate the hungry
cavities of our ears
with healing harmonies
pure pure pure may our souls
remain
in this purifying sound of
music
the sound whirls over me
and like a skilled wizard
it pulls my soul inside out
and i feel how the music speaks
blessings like the sun over my
body
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