Moments flow uplifting the Self ;
Time, unfelt, is cast aside
To its own devices :
An unknown quantity.
Vibrations percolate through fleshy
Living networks; Turn Sound Electric,
Meandering rattling through
The hidden Being, stirring the I :
Me, to a State of sheer Joy ;
Whys and Wherefores
Remain a mystery at the Centre
Of the lively River throbbing in continuous
Motion to a destination unknown.
Sound from Out merges In
With the innards, outing
A harmonious Whole : One
A Poem composed after hearing the. RADETZKY MARCH.
https://youtu.be/l-XiX24Em8U?si=Ap6xbtDjw6Hrtcap

