Music moves me,
lifts my soul up out of some
hidden place
and gives it command.
An austere composer,
who intends to master me.
It brings me to my knees
and raises me to sovereign heights.
My soul plays me
like a perfectly tuned violin,
The euphonious rhythm
of my heart beating out of my chest.
My own true Self,
comes out to dance, the Divine Dance.
I reach symphonic bliss
when the music moves me.
© Jennifer Adams Teasley
http://thecosmicpoet.com/
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