Listening To Tempos

Walking down alleys, listening to tempos as they continue to play my mind, falling like raindrops on a silvery day, touching my mind with their moistness, happily taking in- tellect into the fray. Surprise and wonder touching my soul, bringing it closer to the Divine where God keeps me safe and protected, noth- ing able to bother or hurt me, watching as faith and hope keep growing exponentially. Both night and day, exploding sounds titillating interiorly, no one can see it happening, yet my being turns everything into poetry which I continue to write and share here on poemhunter.com.