Find Your Music

Find Your Music
...it is inside you...

Find Your Music
...it is inside you...

A ragged line extending from my soul
to my writing hand is simply
the synchronicity of musical melodies
playing internally.

It's not a path earthly defined,
not noted on any atlas
nor charted astrologically.
It's random rhythm which
rises and falls freely
of its own device, it seems.

And yet it is uniquely played for me,
a part of who I am in the place I live.
"Find that note!" I cry, "and sing it.
Sing it loud and long."

On this journey called one's life,
it is the man who sings,
even a solitary tune, quite alone;
it is he whose soul is saved.
It is God who gives the music
and only He can deliver.


Written as a responsive poem to the following:

ID: 1610415   (Rated: E) (music in the pause) Between Places  The music I hear is God whispering from the eleventh dimension. by peach

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