Soul Poem by Maria Sharon Moemise

Soul
Sharon Maria Moemise

It's not just the beat
That creates the heat
Nor the trumpet that sows
seed to where music goes
It's just Soul, , ,

It's neither the sax nor the drum
Or guitar strings to strum
The piano keys...a must
Adding to that absolute lust
Of pure Soul...

Feet tappin', heads a noddin'
Music soundin' people dancin'
Adding rhythm to the noice
Of the beat that need no voice
'Cos it's Soul...

Soul... The essence of tune
sound, instruments and life
Where one releases ones heart
To eternal music, laughter and
Just being alive

When a tune gets to your ear
It's rhythm goes to your mind
The meaning goes to your heart
And the heart of the tune... Is Soul!