Music

We find it's all surrounding
In a feeling often stirred
A force that's hypnotizing
With each rhythm deeply heard

It alone can drive us forth
Among the endless patterns inked
Growing weaker by the prolixness
From tired eyes that never blinked

Delay it seeks to silence
Now focused; our prowess minds
To gain from its asylum
The answers left unlined

Hidden, yet hear its calls
The plea in every beat
To push beyond our walls
And ward against defeat

© S.i.B. Jan 2015