magical
transported into a reality, that sinks me deep
lost within these sounds that feed my dreams,
waves of rhythm pull me through,
into the dawn of this a new day
my pendulum of life gently sways,
I let it sink
I let wash me into a sense of beautiful bliss
and beneath
I feel my whole being release.
taken into the center
connected with my core
the echoes surround me
as I give in and allow the tears
to cleanse me
to make me whole,
I am ready
ready to lose myself,
to be swept into this eternal roar
of pure fire,
as it burns away the old.
Let that beat, always take me back,
to feel the strings of my transformation
reach their peak,
and I soar
weightless,
those heavy burdens liberated,
my existence pure
the darkness nurtured within
my whole being now sings.
I have been finding my voice in more ways than one of late. I have had the wonderful opportunity to jam with some friends of old and friends of new, recently and their playfulness has led to me just letting go of any reservations and really allowing myself to be creativity. To experience more with my voice and with my Bodhran, my Irish Drum.
The freedom that comes when you just go for it, when you lose yourself when you are creating. This is a freedom that they can never take, that will always be ours and that is why it is so important that we continue to come together and create. To play, to sing, to laugh. There is so much power when we come together.
It is time to stop falling for their manipulative ways, ways in which they continue to try and divide us. We have but one life and it is up to each one of us to live our best life.
Be an example of love and creativity, allow yourself to shine!
This is exactly what I would experience each time I would leave Vegas for Sonoma. Leaving a desert and being surrounded by beautiful green nature is beyond words but close to what yours here is.
Sounds like this post was more metaphorical, especially reading the rest of the post.
It is always nice to hear from people and how they are enjoying the everlasting now with friends and family. Glad your happy!🙂
Por várias vezes me vi assim... "Arrastado para um rugido eterno de puro fogo", mas realmente me perdi naquele dia em que, em um lapso íntimo de tempo, ela arrebatou-me de mim mesmo e senti que não mais me pertencia. Em compensação nunca fui tão feliz até que tudo queimou e só restaram cinzas... Não soube manter as chamas... O fogo apagou e novamente voltei a ser meu, tristemente livre e dono de mim. Ainda sonho em novamente ser arrebatado para esse lugar de chamas ardentes, com a certeza de agora saberei mante-las queimando até o meu último suspiro... Ser livre é tão bom a dois... Arrebatados para "um rugido de fogo ETERNO!"
Parabéns! Você acaba de inspirar um solitário admirador da beleza feminina. Valeu!