Feel it, feel the beats throbbing in each cell of your body.
Sense; sense the rhythm in everything around you.
Notice, notice how each movement of yours is rhythmatic- your talk, your walk, and the way your eyelids throb……
Did you see, how even the leaf on the tree dances to the music of the wind.
Ah! Even the wind blows in a certain cadence!
Every atom around you, every iota that exists is subjected to the magic of the divine sorcerer; music.
There is no escapism and even if there is, there is nothing that you will feel except deep regret.
There is an exhilaration that cannot be found anywhere else but here; here in the world of blissful harmony.
There is an elevation, an elevation to a level way above the strata that you and I can think of.
There is a world that is there, but is to be experienced; a world that has to be heard to be lived.
Sense; sense the rhythm in everything around you.
Notice, notice how each movement of yours is rhythmatic- your talk, your walk, and the way your eyelids throb……
Did you see, how even the leaf on the tree dances to the music of the wind.
Ah! Even the wind blows in a certain cadence!
Every atom around you, every iota that exists is subjected to the magic of the divine sorcerer; music.
There is no escapism and even if there is, there is nothing that you will feel except deep regret.
There is an exhilaration that cannot be found anywhere else but here; here in the world of blissful harmony.
There is an elevation, an elevation to a level way above the strata that you and I can think of.
There is a world that is there, but is to be experienced; a world that has to be heard to be lived.
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