music's playing everywhere
outside, online, in the air
when we come and when we leave
there's rhythmic music as we breathe...
there's music in the forest's hush
and music in the splashing rush
of streams in canyons flowing fast
there's music as they hurry past...
there's music in our fingertips
sparkling auras' sounds which slip
into the backgrounds of our lives...
angelic sounds as soul survives
when all is light with nothing left
as ego disappears in death,
transmutation's sweet caress,
there's still music more or less...
waves of waves of melodies
will wash over you and me
on our journeys to beyond
to somewhere else where we belong