AS I WALK THROUGH THE MUSIC
As I walk through the music,
I stop.
While others continue on,
I pause to listen.
As I stand in the music,
I listen... inhale...
breathe it in...
I sit in the melody
and let it wash over me.
It envelopes the space,
As I rest in its joy.
As I float in the music
I drift
where it takes me.
I alone stop for the music.
But then realize,
It is always there to hear,
If only I stop...
To listen to the music.
As I pass by the love
It beacons to me,
calling with its sweet song.
May I enter there?
Is it as elusive as it seems?
Or is it always there...
like the music,
to immerse myself...
in the rapture of the love.
If only I stop,
to listen to the music.
J.L. Lade, October 17, 2000