Turn On, Tune In, Drop Out
There is a suggestion from some
That music lives between the notes
Others dismiss this as preposterous
As a pragmatist, I feel music lives
Upon the stave and in the air
And all can find it there
If they have ears to hear
Silence wasn’t caged in 4:33
It was freed, released
For those who have eyes to see
Such beauty is all around
If only we can get out of the way
Shut out the din
That is ever present
Humanity is eight billion
Individual radio stations
All playing at the same time
There is the unheard
Drowned out by all
Take the time to tune
Into these quiet voices
And embrace what
They have to say
Thoughts
A peaceful picture to help soothe your cluttered mind.
© John Monaghan 2025. All Rights Reserved
