Chasing thoughts from end to end
To the choreography of the sentiment
Of being free
The song in her head
Moves her starkly and wholly
She’s entrenched and trapped
And ecstatic
Then it builds and it builds
She has lost herself now
The trance peaks and soars
And reaches a crescendo
So she stops
And breathes
And wonders
The mysteries of her thoughts
That make the music
Finally revealed
