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Chorus of Consciousness

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In the wakefulness of now

Listen and you will hear

Hearts beating

To the sound of original grace

Souls strumming on strings

Of merciful melodies

Faintly tapping out the truth

Orchestrating the score

Of the conductor, the Creator

Heed to this rhapsody of love

Humming softly through the clatter

Drumming gently without fail

Steady as time, resistant to mind

Find harmony within

Where good intentions lie dormant

Under clogged and corrupted arteries

Like a child, improvise

Sing this song of life

6 responses »

  1. what a wonderful poem to begin the day with,
    i especially loved this passage;

    Heed to this rhapsody of love
    Humming softly through the clatter
    Drumming gently without fail
    Steady as time, resistant to mind

    if we are still. and listen,
    we will hear the hum….

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  2. Being still is the key…when “life” moves us past what really matters.
    Thank you! I really appreciate your comments. πŸ™‚

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  3. You write so beautifully, I love this post. I’m in such a rut lately in writing, it’s been great to devote that time to reading other blogs.

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    • Aww, thank you, Peace~Love. Your writing always pulls me in…your way with words, knowledge of what you’re writing about, humour and how you don’t hold back! I have admired your writing since I began following your blog. πŸ™‚

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  4. “Souls strumming on strings…” – beautifully written, full of images. It reminds me of: http://soulgatherings.wordpress.com/2013/06/24/heart-song/

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  5. Thanks for directing me to your poem. I really like the underlying message and the musical imagery is awesome! πŸ™‚

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