You Were Made To Be Sung

𝓜𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓣𝓸 𝓑𝓮 𝓢𝓾𝓷𝓰

 

𝐿𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑒𝓃𝓈

𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓇𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 –

𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔,

𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓈𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓁𝓎 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔.

𝐼𝒻 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊’𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉

𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝓌𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊

𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎,

𝒸𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝑜𝒶𝒹 –

𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝒾𝓃

𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻

𝒢𝒪𝒪-𝒢𝐻𝐸𝐸-𝐵𝐸𝐸-𝐹𝐸𝐸-𝒦𝐸𝐸-𝐼-𝒴𝐸𝒜𝐻.

 

𝒮𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 –

𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝒹𝑒

𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓃𝑔.

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This poem is seasoned with sonic anatomy sounds – sounds that, when they run through your system, clear your pipes.

They are willing to be your compass.

They are willing to guide you to your sound.

Surrender to the feeling and allow them to dance – if you are ready to explore your soundscapes.

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May peace be with you.

♡ Hele