music all emotion but hardly particular
the way you might feel glad or jealous
all emotions in one suspended in time
feeling itself as long as a beat goes on
all form matches to something inside
craves order yearns for eternal return
affirms its breath and its beating heart
harmony images of atoms and galaxies
history is born again in each movement
ideas no words can explain slipping past
even as you half-discern their meanings
embodied in patterns made in pure play
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