SingA Poem by Erin SkyAcross the Universe is a brillant movie: 'Music's the only thing that makes sense anymore, play it loud enough and it keeps the demons at bay'
Reach from deep in the diaphragm And thrust it forth This life shattering noise The words that work like roots Cobbled stones where fact and levy once stood And green bonds to crush them gainst earths bosom. As they must and explode, a rainbow sort of blood That shines, and circles back, to the watchful eye This tap root to the heart, gives pain and peace To the inner stuff of golden fleece. © 2008 Erin Sky |
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