Sing me your note

Monday I was singing
With other souls
I was meeting for the first time

I was amazed, nurtured and hypnotized
By their sound
Hearing someone sing
Turns them beautiful

Singular to someone else’s note
Each tone took me
On an entirely different journey
Helped me see their kind of beauty

Heading home that night I wondered

If we would introduce ourselves
And connect
With one note
Rather than ready made formulas
What could we see and hear
Of each other ?

We might hear its beauty
And potential
We could see ourselves
And each other
We would realize how
Organically and creatively we assemble

This world might just make
More sense to engage in