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The night is silent

Without echoes
Or whispers
From creeping shadows 
Or restless trees.
Yet, an eerie music wafts
Carried by a gentle zephyr
Indistinct yet present
Filling me with vigor.
My heart reverberates
Harmonious traces bellow
Between vacant spaces
Of my withering anatomy
A tune only my native form understands
As this melody travels aloft
Tendons contract and react
With strength and purpose
I let loose.
The stars shimmer in toe
As I sway to then fro
Down
Then round 
And up again
I stray from thought
I stray from time
Until dusk came upon dawn
And caught me in my wild reverie
Pondered whether to disturb
Pluck me from my feat
Or leave me to the sweet chaos
Of my crazed hallucination.

Olsfred James 2016©