Infectious Symphony

Crawling out of the obscure darkness,
Seeping into your brain.
Hints and waves of sharpness;
Of thunder and orchestrated rain.

Crashing, then receding
An ecstatic hold on souls.
Surrendering and tapping
As it rushes from brain to soles...

Tickling and thumping
With every rise and fall.
A world of beats syncing,
Melding into a united call.

Calling, pulling you deeper within
Swirls of ancient calls
Hidden and sunken beings
Awakening and returning the calls.

And every light and hue
Of earth and seas and all
A symphony growing and spreading;
Infecting and uniting them all...

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