Heart of Poetry
The final tune in this collection was on the back burner for a long time because I didn't think I could pull it off. It started as an instrumental recorded on my eight analog track tape machine with an old Korg poly 800 and its sequencer. I built the song and mixed it hoping to add vocals and upgrade the sounds but I did like the way it sounded. Unfortunately that keyboard got stolen at a gig. I pulled the song out of hibernation, digitized it, and decided to give it a go by adding the voices and fleshing it out a bit more with new sounds. Since the technology has advanced and the software and sounds are so good these days I feel like it turned out the way I envisioned it. The analogy I am making is that our spiritual being is like poetry - our verse and spirits are free from the confines of our material existence and will live on through eternity, wherever we go.
we have no roots that grow
no form is all we know
drifting free
timelessly
born - in the Heart of Poetry
feelings are all we are
whispers from afar
sequenced dreams
with choral seams
sing - with your heart in Poetry
being is our history
answers impelled in the oldest mystery
ageless life
thru optic I's
Free - in the Heart of Poetry
we'll meet among the stars
with nothing more than verse
the Chosen Few
who rendezvous
here - where our hearts will always be
take me with you, take me with you, take me with you, take me with you, take me with you..............
© Douglas Tomooka