Rhythm, everything is rhythm
Not that everything has rhythm
But everything is rhythm
Even the tiniest, slowest drop of water
Has/is rhythm in its own special beat
Everything has/is a metronome
Metronome that guides us to find each other
That guides us to find our mates, or our own beats or same beats
Rhythm is everything.
Rhythm is love.
Written:
Under the Brooklyn Bridge at night,
watching the city filled with lights
listening to the slow and smooth wind
that brought the rocks and water towards me
how could i possibly not be inspired?
Written:
Under the Brooklyn Bridge at night,
watching the city filled with lights
listening to the slow and smooth wind
that brought the rocks and water towards me
how could i possibly not be inspired?
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