Rhythm, rhythm is cool.
Soothing melodies awake a part of life you knew.
Drapping colors, embers hue sooth the enemy in you.

A cool world floats before your eyes.
Life you can, or can't despise.
Letting go,  thoughts arise, that love is wise, love is wise.

Rhythms nations speak & burst forth
scattering DNA molecules,   tumbling
over one another through infinite space.
Like a true rhythm soldier, armed against loss
and waiting for one true voice.
A rhythmic voice of melody and silence.

Old man,  as your body leans against the bar table,
whiskey lips "mouth" penetrating questions.
Questions concerning flesh and hope,
fear and security, destination,
and home.