below my feet

the beautiful
         bewitching hour presents itself
after waiting patiently to follow the
black blanket of stars.

sleep fights for the foreground
as the needle hits the groove.

you're feeling drowsy.
       but the longer you pause,
the more you can feel.
the louder the music becomes.
the more the words speak.
& your ears are opened in a way they couldn't have hours before.

the sound resonates beneath your skin then seeps into the soul

     for a brief moment,
composure is found in the calamity
     just for a instant.
you can drown in the harmony
and cling tight to the steady rhythmic beat

your heart aches for the beauty of the sound
it pulls and swoons as it beats alongside the rhythm

sway//
chant//
rock//
cry//laugh
inhale//
         repeat.

You drink in the words.
Slowly becoming drunk off the swirling melodies.

The audible bond between the soul; the heart; and the music
   engrosses
          your very core,
          captivates
                 your soul &
hypnotizes your very being.

* Below My Feet - Mumford & Sons