On my bed I lay.
Supine, and occupied with my thoughts.
I stare at the ceiling
As the sound wafts in
Caressing my mind.
It’s a violin playing
CrossOver Two by Mr. & Mrs. Cello.
I close my eyes
Like a child in Dreamland.
The sound surrounds the room,
The decibel goes up so does my spirit.
My unconscious persona clings fast
To the allurement of that sound
Coming from the bedside music box.
I drift and my mind lifts
Like a feather dancing
To the drumming of a whirlwind
On a journey to see God
The line “Like a feather dancing to the drumming of a whirlwind on a journey to see God” really touched me. I am a fan of Mr & Mrs Cello. I could identify with your beautifully crafted words. Well done!