I am sure there is science behind it.
There always is.
But science is the how, not the what,
not the gift
or the spirit behind it.
The mind, not the soul.
and the good books says we need it all.
A God prodigious in his generousness.
So today I sit and let the soul rule
as my foot taps, lost in the music,
my heart found, my mind quiet,
letting the gift fill me,
a strange holy spirit,
one that dances.
About this poem
A good music day today.