Language of the Universe

upon hearing he played guitar

someone asked

are you like... good?

or are you like... God?

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and while it took some time and fine tuning

as the bests in life do

he can now hear a song

and in a minute or two

or at most a few

knows its ups and its downs 

its ins and its outs

its riffs and its rhythms.

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he meets every song 

as a stranger and a soulmate

and not only can he play so effortlessly along

but dives deep in the zone 

and transforms the art

into something entirely his own. 

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mind flowing fast as fingers dance

musical magic pouring out from within him

genuinely humble with the gift he's been given. 

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to take from the source

a note of inspiration

and with heart, sound and soul

be a catalyst of creation.

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and in my belief

that is God

for if music is the language of the universe

he speaks it fluently 

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