a warm song breaks in gentle waves
bobbing soul floats like buoyant soap
a warm universe of repose.
heat radiates from the sacred cup
hands channel positivity
charged notation directed into the flow
banishing an icy Winter chill.
a warm song swings in rolling meter
inner echos a call in response
without volition tensile control
ripened fruit at the crux of release
bird on wire, bird in flight
the thumping sound when
stone hits ground
a warm song drones harmonic tones
an ancient narrative unmindful
sensed within the bone and sinew
dancing feet sway arms and torso
self expression stomp and spin
heart and soul swirling joy
mind in rhythmic unison
by Gerard Cruz-Molina on Friday, January 14, 2011 at 2:39pm
