Sunday, March 25, 2012

Sunday Morning

Sunday morning,
collecting my roots
Reverberations of a still present
beat, bass growl,
Cropping up in the yellow glow,
fuzzy feedback hums
Bubbles of song
rising from the deep
A quiet meditation and a tuning
of the senses to an omnidirectional
point, presence, space

Open up the lines to receive
and transmit

No comments:

Post a Comment