It’s the pulse that beats though out me.
The ticking, ticking, ticking.
As it beats though out my fingers.
And my arms!
And my soul!
It’s the beat that rules my life.And as I start to weave.
The fibers twirl and whirl.
As they flow between my fingers.
As I bend and as I braid.
Those long fluffy clouds.
That I thread though out my life.And the clicking of the needles.
And the drumbing of my heart.
It’s the rhyme that rules my life.
It’s the rhyme that rules the world.
If you only stop and listen.
by ~Bonz-was-here.:::::Get Solved In Music!:::::
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