Waterfalls Of Words

Reverberating throughout the night in the cafe, rocking me back and forth, sending me into a whirlwind of music. Playing inside my mind with an intellect of beauty, considering the talent of every day voices. Words filling waterfalls, flowing gently by, turbulently over the edge, leaving rocks behind, forming ledges to catch my breath on. Gently, moving swiftly as the current matching the rhythm of my soul takes me downstream, into white rapids of turmoil. Feeling the intensity of each and every note being played in instruments of wonder and beautiful strident motions. Leaving all tones along the river's edges, coming back later to fish them out. Taking all turns and bringing them around.