AM (July,1975 / Indiana, United States)


The flame dances with my soul and my song is rekindled.
Surrealistic moments tick by in a broken reel.
Flicker and the wind wisps through my fingers.
Innocuous thoughts replaced with glorious desire.
Inspiration from eyes that burn through my core.
Beat! Beat, without hesitation caught in the trance.
Movement joyously reverberates an unleashing.
Orchestrations so chaotic never seeking order.
Muse sought while my hesitations are lost.
Flickers of a smile as the storm washes me clean.
Reaching out and the universe responded with voice.
Illumination brightly seeking this simple sage.
Caught within my web of chance.
Music now command the flames.
Redemption of the broken lost.

Copyright 2006 A.J. McKinley

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