cosmic rythms flow down blue ice storms of song marching down the wind the bright sky lowers to the people thousands of memories flash-an instant of no pain the dance of one people has the power to heal the world a journey past all false organs into one true and mighty soul transporting grooves unto the sea lifting life into spirit with magic as its exuse and there was love in the air.
Beautiful. I liked the first stanza the best; the image of "storms of song marching down the wind" is killer.
thanks a bunch you guys, im just starting to write and that was my first poem. Thanks for being so kind
