wind chimes on its own sound rings across the town over bridges melody through the air wind accompanies me and everywhere i go i see leaves rustling something else is there following me like an accompanying song
Tag: song
as the day passes
silent waterfall ducks swimming across the water gazing to fish swimming deep in the depths below on the banks a tiger watches unblinking then slowly closes his eyes and turns back to hear the whispers of the forest and the wind that rustles calmly through the trees sun on the edge of each ripple and…
a song for returning
we are coming back coming back into ourselves remembering the past remembering who we used to be we are remembering how to walk softly treading the earth with care with every step there is a chance to shift deeper into the ground we walk upon we are coming back to understanding where we are from…
beyond the veil
Imagine that the night sky is a blanket made of deep velvet that you could wrap around you. A bird with dark wings flies by. Qiuetly. Softly. Barely makes a sound. Sound of a whisper. Just a flicker of motion in the dimly lit sky. Reflected back in the still water below. The girl thinks…
and when that song comes on
sound machine radiating music out to the world straight to the bottom of the ocean creates this ripple effect you can see it move in slow motion or backwards never know where you’re going but it’s bouncy it bends and tests your balance as the bass goes down and when you find the right note…
about choosing music
they listened close the songs were the words they were waiting for they were songs that comforted they were songs that moved them to action and they thought ah, now i see i know what to do and i feel confident in my forward direction such is the power of song
song about a heavenly gift
From the heavens Fire blossom Raining down joy Raining down care Telling us that some of the simplest, sweetest things are within Within the heart A great beating The type that grows louder when it is being stifled The type that will sound to you clearly as You move forward Forward direction Never deterring Not…
bright orange birds
there are bright orange birds sitting on my window but when they erupt in song i don’t know what it is i keep looking around saying you see that? you hear that? you hear that? it’s like no one hears them it’s like no one sees them and i’m dying because i think they’re so…
unsaid
as i bend down to the ground hands clasp and i’m gasping but i’m in control you see i’m just this specimen on the plate squirming from the knife yeah? at least that’s what you think “oh shit she’s for real” but i’ve killed myself like seven times today while eating lunch nothing here to…
The Dynamics of Groove 