I hear the words

- vaguely

The rhythm
on the other hand

- encapsulates me

Yet I've never felt so free

Like it's about to take me
on it's very own journey

I willingly go along

Because I know

that in every good beat

there is a love greater than anything else

It is the rhythm of life

of the rain and the hooves of a galloping horse

It is the chapter of the chapters

the book of books

the fire and the ice

the warm and the cold

the long gone

the right here

it is all and it is present

The beat

Encapsulates

throws away

beaming

bouncing

off the walls

straight into the universe

- The beat goes on
...

I hear the words

- vaguely
...

The rhythm
on the other hand

encapsulates

- and set me free