The
Bird keeps singing his song
As I approach the tree
So sweet
The melody.
I stop and close my eyes to listen
Appreciatively
Letting this music swirl around me.
And I open my eyes
In spring sun glare
Taking a few steps closer.
He stays unafraid
And his song is all I hear
Now amidst this chaos in my mind.
Forgetting human language for a time
I am steady.
When I Move,
When I dance, sing or speak,
I am all countries
And language recalls the root of one.
I am the beauty of the stillness in every flowing moment,
More than
A galaxy believed to be contained
And constructed in the mind.
For music
Is
Soul speak
And rhythm
Is the
Universal ancestral beat
Echoing
From the beginning to the future existing beyond.
More than mere cosmos conception.
Hear it. Be.
Infinite resonation.
Alternate celestial awakenings.
Harmonious cell vibration.
Close your eyes and become.
Welcome ascension.
Untethered.
On your lips
I taste wonder.
Show me
Everywhere you have been
In the language of
The soul,
For we both know this
When
All else
Cannot be translated;
The soul speaks it all
And smiles in comprehension
Knowing.
take one last breath and as
you exhale
submerge with me into
depths
that know no
language.
close your eyes
and fly into heights of the endless sky.
intuition flows here
omnipresent
let us be consumed.
soul sight love
You think
The mind
The heart
And the soul
All speak different languages
And so in confusion you abide.
They do not.
Simply
Listen.
Chole Into Diamonds 