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« Silent Graffiti | Main | A Trilogy: Floating World (1) »

Travelling Heart

Funny how it can be
The different beats of the heart formed by rhetorical instants
Out of pieces of lyrics and rhythms
From the Deep South country twang of Sweet Home Alabama
That takes you to Interstate 95 on an open top Mustang
To the All by Myself moments monopolized by Bridget Jones
And the almost empty bottle of the finest Absolut
From the rebellious sound of London Calling by The Clash
Till I Can’t Smile Without You
Of Barry Manilow’s corny but sweet melody

Capturing thought
Dismissing reality
Forming fantasy
Creating delusion
Giving inspiration
Providing persistence
Offering desire
Escaping existence

From the pond of lotus garden
To the crowded Arabic market
The heart travels…

October 14, 2005 in Journal | Permalink

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