Sounding Out

SOUNDING OUT

Music is the soul of life
Making music is the life of the soul
Forged and hammered by sweat, smoothed out by time
Whatever you give will be taken
and then ignored
The river of creativity flows to the cosmic sea
continuously
even as it falls apart, crashing against the rocks, it is
reborn, unbroken
it is we who are broken, flawed
a vessel with leaks
Study under Nature's wing
tap the wilderness within
sing with the coyote to an Epiphany,
an awakening of sound in the mind of infinite borders,
reaching,
until the notes rush out
spilling onto the page hot and feverish, quivering,
waiting for performance to release them into the atmosphere
like
starbursts
The rules are continuously changing
the lines redrawn with each stroke of the pen
Reach beyond and rejoice
Beyond reach and joy
Beyond

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