The shout!

Chords they penetrate

the chambers of her mind

In each room a different sound

another melody combined

with rhythms glucking, aggressive and refined

Should she let go?

Open the doors and let the music be free?

 

It’s the first day of the year.

The window opens

The air is light, the sky is clear

Her lungs filled with freedom

A shout into the open space!

Her voice like an alarm

penetrating the soundscape of the place

◄ In the wind

Liberty ►

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Juan Pablo Lynch

Wed 1st Feb 2017 00:00

Love this piece Pyrola... I could see myself reading this and then giving out a shout of freedom... really liberating. Thanks for sharing.

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