A Frequency

by icywoods

A Frequency

What is it that turns in us?
What turns the knob just that slightest bit?
Hones us in on a signal
outside of us
and what is that signal
that rides the air
streaming at just the precise moment

in that one heartmelting beat turns
the soul to or from anger
the soul to or from murder
the soul to or from love
it is a frequency we know

imprecise as we are
our hearts are keen
in the hearing.

Tracy Whitaker

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A Frequency

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