• I lie there so still and quiet.
    The world is so still it seems it has-
    stopped turning.
    Everything seems dead...


    I hear a faint rhythm.
    The beat pulses through my veins.
    The melody takes over my mind.
    The tempo picks up pace.
    I quake with excitement-
    as all the parts come in.
    My whole being rides up and down-
    with the rise and fall of the notes.
    All dies with a decrescendo.
    The Song has awakened within me.