17.1.10

Take a minute to appeciate it....



...But then the drums beat,
And six strings are plucked,
And the feeling of liberty comes to me like a rush.
I stand up and place my feet on the ground,
So that the rhythm travels thru me and I become one with the sound.
...As it resonates in my veins,
It replaces my pulse,
Because my natural frequency is the same as that of the source.
...So deep is its impact,
Its striking collision against me,
I let myself drown,
In its overwhelming flood of intensity.
...It’s a world where all is lost,
And only music takes control,
And with a rush of energy,
Gives power to the tired body and soul.

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