music is always beyond belief.
words are all the tie-downs needed.
sound is the nervous system into embrace.
singing is the blood-letting necessary for all.
to hum will slow-bleed
but gets it done also.
drawing the evocative out of the throat
is necessary.
why have words that separate and divide
when the sound of music is soul-godlike
without bringing along
the red wagon of the mind
and its menagerie of characters in self play?
celestial into birth-miracle,
angelic into embodiment,
immortal into timeframe doses,
sipping the otherworldly from within.
music is the melody of soul.
sound is the birth-mother
of us all . . .
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