Walking through the night, stepping into and out of rhythms
as they unwind then tangle about this mind, tossing notes
and tones throughout the day, whistling sounds of loneliness.
Spontaneous and glowing particles being showered and spread
into colors effervescently, filled with beauty exploding into
the darkness.
Dancing, turning into twilight now filled with stars above,
shining down upon earth, touching an interior spirituality
where life exists fully.
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