Me again
Something real,
Something alive and
Breathing hard,
Announcing the arrival
It’s beyond spiritual,
Requiring that discipline.
Man picks the notes
Following a woman’s voice.
Cascading strings of divinity
Into a basket of expression
Moments in between still paused
Walking into open music,
Section still free styling,
The mind of creation,
Onto the immortal.
Stepping on my toes,
You believe you know
Yet you know.
We are gods.
Brothers and sisters,
Father’s and mother’s.
One can not exist without the other.
To destroy the ego is
Under review.
No hiding now,
Exposed to the reality of
Each breath.
So I seek to kiss this night.
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Splendid!!!