Saturday, July 7, 2012

New World

I hear the music and a cathedral is erected
The tears trail and I want all to be darkness
Just so I can hear it more clearly
Give in to every vocal, every crescendo, ever beat
I have nothing but gratitude for this visceral reaction
This moment of complete and total vulnerability
Where I am lost and abandoned and surrendered
My skin aches and my muscles are slack and I am at complete peace

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