Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter

Saturday, September 27, 2003

Patterns

If it has a good beat,
you can dance to it...

Not too likely but more
the intricate cadence
of complete sound with
that almighty pull, drawn
into the rythm, you know
it's got to be the rythm that
gets to you, when it's good
and creating its own friction,
heat. Its that vibration
having been built from the
ground up, like campfires
on the beach, like passion
you can feel all the way
from where you stand,
when the only thing in
comparable opposition
to stir the spirit is the
haunting sound of pipes.

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