Suspended in the physical like notes on sheet music
Our attachment isn’t just bodily.
It’s mind boggling how our spirits transcend,
Yet we cant refuse it.
Amusing perhaps is our composition-
But more than that, it’s intricate.
See, we transition forward and back
From a next to one position
Chords moving in equivalent motions
From concrete connections to abstract emotions.
Our bodies move simultaneously to the ballads
That play in our atmosphere
As we sway back and forth…
It’s like heaven here
(Inside of us).
Hymns that come from within
Remind me of melodic colors at dusk
Or of rhythmic light that beams from a full moon,
Provoking in us a sense of absolute trust.