Sounds In the Wind
By Jannat Marie
The first muted note
That caresses your face
A dream that spoke
Beating in a syncopated space
Covering your heart’s sacred place.
Discordant suffocating breath
Ravaging the spirits with ornamented ghost notes of death
This is the choice and the sphere
Wild dancing kicks through fears.
This is the song’s laconic ennui
Nestled close to the quick
Evaporating and setting you free
Scented riffs that do the trick
Through sounds tortuous licks.
Sounds of a child’s love that pleases
Lingering in your ears
Making you do anything with ease
Choreographed an improvised life, replacing fear
Remembering the first sounds of love always appear.
Published on Oct 7, 2013
This guided mindfulness meditation helps to cultivate gratitude and present moment awareness.
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