Resonate

Faces are like ears…oval coasts with complex inlands.
Time’s just flattened spheres…we’re the needles riding its bands.

We sing out our parts…our harmonies & melodies.
We scrape out our arts…our indelible rarities.

Living & Dying…spun on two tables in tandem.
The records don’t change…but the styluses are random.

The finer the point…the more brightly it sounds the croon.
If dull at groove’s joint…crackle shaves nuance from the tune.

We’ve a central chord…from start, thru chorus & resolve.
All else complicates…these simple shapes that we evolve.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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