Picking Up The Beat
My life stretched tight as a drum,
I tap out a rhythm on the liquid surface.
Each beat of my heart sends out ripples in my world.
To even pick up my sticks,
means I care enough to follow the timeing
of the hearts that surround me in my life
I close my eyes and let the music direct my hands
and they tap out the meanings of my soul.
I play my own beat in compliment to yours.
So give yourself up the magic of life
and drum up the feelings you feel.
When you reach the solo, always look for ways...
Of rejoining the song of life when you are through.
rlm '07
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