domingo, 24 de noviembre de 2019

Lo-Fi 1

Breathe.
Close your eyes.
Let the music be
and flood you, fill you, flow within you.
As it softly courses through you, feel the way it rolls, the way it wanes and waxes.
Breathe.
This is it.
This is its purpose.
It was made to be enjoyed by you,
just the same as you were made to enjoy it.
Let the warmth of sound caress you and cover you.
You know the feeling.
Sun over your skin.
Dawn spreading across an open field.
Or maybe a soft embrace, sweet and slow, under a starlit sky.
Breathe.
Music grows,
And becomes everything.
No time, only rhythm.
No world, only sound.
No thought.
Breathe.

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