#Poem – song 2

When the mouth opens
And partakes of the air about it,
Anticipation fills the void.
For in the song, there is no
Emptiness.

It is full:
Of you, of itself, of the world.
This song, each song,
Sung by the new singer.

For temerarious muscle
Must move and connective
Tissue alongside vocal organs
Will tremble with the sounds
This body is evoking.

“I am me.” The song cries.
It does not matter what literal
Words are uttered. This is the
Real song.

“I am my own self and I claim
This breath, this air, this soundwave,
This energetic moment as
A true expression of me.”
Even the humming, the wordless song recites
This mantra.

Then, as the sound of the song
Abates, the impassioned and
Invigorated self knows the empowerment
Of “I am” and the singer
Soon enough
Longs to repeat the act
Of singing
Once again.

~ by Stan Stewart
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