we all know

people who are no longer with us.some we remember
more than others(as if the act of remembering secures immortality.
No matter.They become more than matter when they matter.
Even now,there are those who are close to us
and whose lives sing a sweetness  like roses of angels
or the scent of saints.We absorb their example
and become more like them.I once heard a violinist
play for free for hours for the "sweet joy of being alive."
I once saw a sparrow dancing to its own reflection in a hubcap
I once saw a naked woman walking down the main street at dawn
All of this is true.You know others who by their actions,nature or intention
create a parallel uni-verse we sing into.The music is you.Your attunement
aligns with available frequencies to sing in this new second hand day
wherein and whereby we allow ourselves to learn and relearn and play
the why of our being ,in line and in time and in tune with the music of spheres
and the innate beauty of simply being here...