Their voices and spirits
Colored the world vivid
I felt the breeze dancing in my face
The way it did on warm spring nights
With the fragrance of adolescent hope
The carefree liberty of indulging in the now
Transported by wild fantasies
of possibility
The rhythm of their feet and beating hearts
Infectious as laughter and smiles
Brought this concrete jungle to life
When the spirit takes flight
When the feet can’t keep still
Hips and shoulders sway side to side
Hearts beat in unison
Making one remember what it means
to embody
The Soul
When the lights seem brighter
The flowers more fragrant
The weight seems lighter
And the sun more radiant
When you’ve never felt more at home
than in sharing
Music speaks a language known to all
of elemental cries and laughter
We are music
We all are
And music is us
© 2023 Marieke de Koker
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