step in rhythm, grow in concert
When I can’t sleep, I often free verse / wax poetic about whatever’s on my mind. It’s always interesting reading it the next morning. Here’s one from the other night: —- The world is full of enough dissonance produce melody perform alchemy sift the good notes from the bad the serene from the siren song step in rhythm grow in concert we are all notes in this divine orchestra of existence —- It seems we all want to be one with our natural state and the spaces we are in — content, fulfilled, thriving. That would seem to be enough, but the truth is we want more than that— we want to transcend this natural state, to not be bound by the limitations and constrictions of this world, a world where the good is always intertwined with a bit of …