I’d almost forgotten how to get into the music

I’d almost forgotten how to get into the music,
pressed by time to hover, fighting being pulled away
(by a world greedy for my life);
knowing there are depths there,
that every song has a soul,
and that there is a seat reserved for those who will stay awhile
and commune in a timeless effluvium of
good conversation
and thirst quenching libation…

©05.12.2018 ebn