music is hallowed art -

art crashing like thunder,

crashing as waves of a stormy ocean

crashing over me.

it reverberates, bouncing off every wall with a frankness,

an openness

that sends chills down my spine.

it's inviting me to feel honestly,

and i accept this proffered hand into ecstasy.

my ears,

they fill with life

and bleed out stories

that only fill us more.

fill us.