Day: March 10, 2025

OPENING UP

I arrive and step out

Totally aware of

The sound; the song

A melody of nature

I hear it and feel humbled

Fragrance in the air

If of the earth, so familiar

I feel a rush, an urgency

There is smoothness

I must have more

I see the sky, the stars

Light of the moon, nearly full

I imagine a spiral staircase

Wish I could climb and reach

I want to run and stand still

Waves tinkle the ivory of the shore

The beat is authentic; lovely

A tune fills me up; lifts me

This is space; my space

The song will be repeated

I step in the sand

It is combined with snow and ice

The crunch is like percussion

Music that hypnotizes me

Oh, to embrace it all

It expands as my mind opens

The earthen musk defines me

Orchestration of sounds overwhelm

The visuals in the sky stagger

A tension runs through my center

This cannot end, but it will

Enjoy the moment, the hour, the night

Morning will make its assault

I will be ready then as

I am unable to hold any more

Stanski on March 10, 2025 ^