FREE SPIRIT

As I sauntered almost drifting in slow motion,
eyes freaky...off the wall
gaze into oblivion unaware...
as mesmerizing harmonies
drifted on the breeze,

many colours transcending
across the ancient fields and valleys,
a trance like state
our eyes tantalized
by what we see...
but suddenly becomes unobtainable,

communities seem to undulate
like waves upon an ocean,
painted faces locked in
their own minds...seperate and free...
racing like wild horses on the wind,

darkness now ever present,
precious dreams wrapped in black velvet...
as the music rocks a nation
sending out wave upon wave
of hypnotic sounds...
blending like colours on canvas.