Under the subcutaneous layer,
like the plasma-filled pulsing artery,
its subtle rhythm barely visible
to the non-discriminating viewer
life flows, filling the space between moments
in steady, subconscious affirmation
of possibility and cosmic change.
So few notice its subtle beckoning.
Most, recognizing only the echo,
their reactions delayed, must dance off-beat
to an unheard Music, not at all sure
that the choreography even fits.
Only a rare few dare to change the steps
to follow the rhythm in their own veins.
17 DEC 2002
To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all. – Oscar Wilde