‘Music’
Great spirit, I have had it.
Bring me back to the nomadic
Way of weaving through damage.
Mindful, stay mindful
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“Nothing so clearly and inevitably reveals the inner man than movement and gesture. It is quite possible, if one chooses, to conceal and dissimulate behind words or paintings or statues or other forms of human expression, but the moment you move you stand revealed, for good or ill, for what you are.”
– Doris Humphrey
Flying away on a bed of skies Lost in dynamites of heaven
Spring is in the air tonight and the lakes Between the paradise of the Earth Hard to forget were all humans
When we fly in this burst of laughter
When we feel what we love And love what we do Nothing can stop us
When the weakest smile is a giant rainbow In the onsets of heaven
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I close my eyes to see what I can feel
How else am I to know if this is really happening
Inside I’m spinning around but I’m standing still
I’ve waited here so long, now it’s time to steal away again
I hear a voice inside that I can’t conceal
I’m moving in slow motion, no more killing time again
I lose myself in a world that’s so unreal
I’ll find myself in the endless oceans of my mind ’til then