Music intensely touching the very within of intellect,
matching mind with words and definitions filled with
imagery and a natural spirituality.
Always increasing with an innate energy, satisfying
interior spirits, soul and fabric of being, living in
moments of sacredness as silence tip toes in imagery.
Shaping them to fit imaginational depths of emotions,
feelings dangling like ribbons of a May Pole inside,
gentle breezes blowing, wafting them to and fro.
Natural rhythms soothing intently with melodies of
music, anticipating the growth of a spiritual wisdom
that appears in a whirlwind of nature.
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