Soul Song
When the music stopped, my world froze still,
My body paralyzed, motionless and chilled
I could feel my heart beat but the veins wouldn’t flow,
My hands wouldn’t move, my feet would not go.
A strange pressure grew, stretching my skull,
I had forgotten how to breathe, and my eyes were dull;
Colors drained like blood from the face of the sky,
Pale, sickly, and white, like a ghost in the night.
I floated under a sheet over the cold wood floor,
My lips stiff, my throat dry, my two lungs sore.
Robbed from rhythm, I was stripped and thin,
Naked without a song to wrap myself in.
But tonight you breathed into me, you filled my corpse,
You warmed my body, with merely your voice.
You sang to my eyes, and they opened at your command,
Blinded by bursts of bright lights that expand,
Fireworks explode and dance in the night,
Rainbows glow, and their sprinkles ignite
The skin on my face and then arms and then legs,
My cheeks fill with heat and tingles fill the rest.
Tonight I dance like the elves in the trees,
Like the fairies that tiptoe on flowers and leaves.
Effortless sways, like a feather in the breeze,
Like the wind’s paintbrush, I stroke the sea.
The song woke my soul, the melody my mind,
the harmony my heart, and I know it is time.
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