off the black darkness of night,
rhythm spins fire with hot light,
stepping into a drum pounding.
this humidity flickers forest like
empathy for the starless. sprint
into the hypnosis, you have the
gift of the wilderness. alone on
the prairie, if I were up to guess
this, wide thunder transits the
skies with a blink. have you now
heard of the psychologic term
self-actualization? you know all
your potential, unintented talent.
this bongo makes the nocturnal
fauna leap and dash around you.
confidence isn’t ridiculous, you
are cosmic, and the pieces of
your life have purpose. as this
pressure collapses, a downpour
hits the tempo of the influence.
pulse fingertips on the surface,
enchant the allure of this storm.
just remember you’re the one,
showing how your eyes spark.
Beautiful words of wisdom! Thanks for sharing this poem….
Thank you!