happyBeyond the Beat
Poem for Day 259 – 20150917
More complex than a simple beat
invisible to the naked eye
this realm through which I dance.
Patterns felt on music's wings,
the lilting tune of muse's weave
laid out for two to join tonight.
Conductor of my measured steps,
baton raised on song's next phrase
while I sweep you into a close embrace.
The move is not to titillate,
only to await for the next note
asking us to then carry on.
We'll not worry about fancy stuff,
it is enough to hold this space
sacred to the artist's inner dream.
Let's not distract with outward glam,
we are focused on shared intent,
creating same bliss in both our hearts.
Slow or fast may be the step,
the pace is set by coaxing notes,
only felt by us and seen by all.
We'll show the world the hidden way,
mixing the song with our prance
as we move as one beyond the beat.
© 2015, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.
