By: Alain safa

My soul rejoices for its metaphors,

The sound of your soul

its melody and its pure

Those pure and mixed

Transforms symbols,

Veiled into Light

Come dance with me to the rhythm of the wind.

Your music and mine

twining together

Creating a symphony all our own

We are literary

Our stories, lives

Encrypted by the Maker

Deciphered by

both of us

With ears to the earth

And eyes to the sky

They have never forgotten

The Great Plains

Its deep thunder of buffalo

One with brother eagle

Respectful of thermals

And winds

Shared a treasured high

The unbreakable code

A language of Spirit

The music of our own

The notes play louder now to drown the sorrow

Over and over

they will dance

Waves of sound crash in an ocean of symphony

The air is honored to bear the weight

Of such extravagant

irresistable beauty

Floating over heads and into ears of those

Who wait for the sound

Wishing it would never end

Lost in the moment….finally free

The notes ring truth in the sharps

and flats and chromatic scales

Only discovered within a soul willing to let go….to be raptured in harmony

Be lost in the music

listen closely to the tempo…can you dance?

The heart is the beat and the pulse is the song

And together they sing and your voice sings along

Let´s dance !

Let´s take this chance!

Let´s keep the living flame of our romance!

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