Saturday, December 26, 2015

Together
(Edited for Final Portfolio)


A hot summer day, I feel a chill run through me.
So many people surround me, I can’t move
But then I hear it,
It runs through me.
So many people around me,
But together, we move.

I don’t know him, I don’t know her
Strangers under the same sun
Where they’ve come from, I do not know
But then we hear it.
How strange it is to not know,
But together, we move.

The sound, the beat
The energy rising from beneath our feet.
We raise our heads and arms,
As directed by the conductor upon the stage
He waves, we cheer
He plays, we awaken.

We are surrounded.
Him by me, Her by him.
Us by the words, We by the beat.
But then I hear it.
Different voices, Different keys,
But together, we move.

I hear the different voices and different keys,
Hear it become our voice.
I feel the strength of us,
Feel the ground beneath the thousand jumping feet.
Surrounded by us, the music, and the beat.
Surrounded by him and her, becoming We.

A hot summer day, the chill runs through me.
It runs through me, and I hear it.
It runs through me, and I feel it.


So many people surround me, and together we move.

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