Flying, twirling,
dancing, running, jumping,
skating in a whirl of people
doing the same thing.
Sitting up, down
moving it to and fro
and back and forth.
It's wacked up
it's psyched up
lets rev up the engine
more and more.
Until all sound cracks and dies.
Now it's just faces and eyes
reflecting emotion.
All moving in silent motion.
No more fuss to drown out the us.
No more static overpowering,
now it's our spirits towering.
Conquering the noise,
we all dance with poise.
Take a moment to turn the volume
low.
Tune in to your heart
and hungry soul.
Ask them what they want
and do what they say.
Give it to them,
have it their way.
You won't need to
turn it up.
You'll be at peace,
you'll hold your full cup.
Cheers!
- Author: buzzybee4you ( Offline)
- Published: August 29th, 2023 17:37
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 8
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