Soft soft
Beating heart
Do you even know
The cause of this rhythmic art?
Its not biology
Its not chemistry
Its nature's way of warning
An unnatural occurrence in future history
Vroom it speeds off
Down the grand prix
It leaves a trail of dust
It bids farewell to the ferrari
Thump it goes
Not to be missed
Not to be unheard
As the mallet and gong kiss
And the mind prances
Swaying to the beat
Taking over sub-conscious
Thoughts as it meets
But the beating mellows
And all that's left are echoes
Of His reminders to trust
And leave what's bitter in the past
To move on, to believe
To hope and have faith
The heart can do this much
To follow the path straight
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