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Posted to Action Poetry




Music blessed the moment
Take the blood of rhythm
The body of melody
Playing in 2/2 or 3/3
It opens doors to epiphany
Whether on turntables
Or from a symphony

Resonant patterns
Light pathways like lanterns
Etheric being begins to sway
Serotonin comes out to play
Lights glimmering
In third eye rececption
Teaching it's wisdom
Handing out lessons

Bass thumps like an earthquake
The walls and the floor shake
This is were you take your feeling
Of both love and hate
And pull them to a center
And let the undefines prescence enter

Slowly
It speaks

Subtly
It makes it's prescence known

Can you hear it?
Can you feel it?

Though the noise surrounding is loud
There's a moment of silence

(Special thanks to DJ Spooky)