Intense burst
Malnourished reality
Grainy existence
Stony brook

Gaze of life
The red stare
Blue flare
Spin around the room

Teardrops fall
Ripples formulate
Pictures tense
Explosive

The music plays in the background
It’s everything all at once
One golden and simply beautiful moment

As the notes spin in unison the light dances
Pictures direct themselves with illuminated grace
A pace of perfection a stereo confection

Once will be the note
The stroke of a finger, the press of tomorrow
Heartbeats flicker our reality

The pulse quickens with every step
We gaze suddenly at stellar beats
Our mind and body one with our soul

Simple butterflies
Golden parachutes
Instant reality
Who to believe?

Love is true
It is everything
The incarnation
The resuscitation

A direction
The direction
Solace

Life is today and not tomorrow
The wind on your face
The rain on your fingers

Will you sing your life today or will you be silent?
Will you look at yesterday with a smile or a frown?
Will you dance or will you be still?
Will you dream or will you hide?

Do you hear the rhythm?
The heartbeat of life all around us
A gentle beat that never ends
Surrounding every moment

It’s simply a broad view
The rugged face, the lack of lace
The intense reality

Tones of nothing
The separated something
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