Dancing to the Tunes of Life
by Celestine on Dec.31, 2009, under Poetic Moments
(Click on the hyperlink to listen to the poem via WMP.)
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Celestine McMullen Allen
Music by Valerie Michele Oliver
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January 29th, 2011 on 2:17 am
You may have not intended to do so, but I think you might have managed to express the state of mind that a lot of folks are in. The sense of wanting to help, but not knowing how or wherever, is one thing a lot of us are going through.
January 16th, 2010 on 11:55 am
Yes, Niels, it is a poem set to music. Trying to find the voice that fits my poetic moments, and my manner of sharing. Glad you liked it. Would love to read some of your works. Celeste
January 16th, 2010 on 11:18 am
It’s not a song, it’s not a rap, it is really a poem accompanied by music.
I like the words and the slow warm voice.
January 8th, 2010 on 11:27 pm
Here are the words to this this poetic piece.
Dancing To The Tunes of Life
My life is a word,
Poetic stanzas that when combined,
Reflect who I am,
Why I cry
Why I am remise,
And why sometimes, I am so elated that I can dance with the sun.
My life is a song,
Melodic tunes that peal truths,
Tunes that pierce my existence, bearing the vulnerabilities
of my soul.
The words, they are my vehicle; my journey to unfold.
The songs give flight to my dreams.
As I listen to the melodies, I become closer to my being
And my evolution of living,
Its’ essence, its’ sight, and its’ sounds.
The interwoven tunes of life play before me;
I connect with me.
On one journey, I am a dancer,
Living life as I express the heartbeat of my soul.
The melodies manifest in the movement of my feet.
Higher and higher, I reach out to the songs that pulsate within me.
My body sways to the tunes
My heart blends with the rhythms
My soul lives the notes.
On another journey, I become a musician.
I am one with the bongo as it beats the basic foundation
of my existence; my strength, and my endurance.
Helping me to understand life;
Helping me to understand me;
And helping me to understand the person that I am; in my most primal state.
I am one with the piano, providing contrast and balance.
Either playing an overture exalting in my triumphs and victories,
Or playing an upbeat staccato as I prance through life,
Knowing where I am going.
I am one with the saxophone, wailing the blues of my existence.
Releasing any hurt or pain;
Only allowing true expressions of love.
My dance also peals of ballads;
The earthiness, depicting serenity and true communion of how my world unfolds.
My dance also peals of the Gospel;
Peace be still, temper me, balance me, focus me;
Helping me to keep my eye on the sparrow.
As the notes and songs are orchestrated,
Poetically or musically;
I dance to the tunes and stanzas of life embracing their messages.
I flow with the beat of any composition.
I live and understand.
I dance to the tunes of life.
Celestine M. Allen © Copyright 2009