composition of the stars

measure the room like a crescendo

with the only distance being the smidgen needed
to be utter objective and the like

and it builds to pass
on the refrain of momentary meeting
of the ideal that everyone matters
and one person can shift it all...

and acknowledging this,
enables a higher possibility of making music.

never playing one instrument
but letting them all play free.

are you afraid to listen?
dance the glitter sweet to glisten?

don't zone out for a second,
yet lose your self in the musics tears.
beers drank, fears sank,
and the relation that everyone matters,
and one can change the room

and if friendships are the bond of human understanding
we cant hold back in them,
and must see things for what they truly are.

refrain, refrain
is more than a name
we do it to be vain,
and never to remain

and the pain held back
continues to lack
the energy to extract
the real meanings

so we walk along
until we find a reason to dance
and then do it all over the floor
as whats holding us inside is the door
knowing that everyone matters
and one can deftly change the room

and we glide in the pride of its establishment
not soon relinquishing,
what it took,
to get there.

©2003 Yosh Katz