There's a rhythm in my heart.

The beat is the bass,

and the tempo is the pace.

In the background there's a melody.

It plays with grace.

Charitable to the soul, is it.

Understanding in all of its ways.

Immune to the blues

that soothes and grooves,

sending signals to my brain,

making my body move.

In tune. 

Embracing the beauty flowing within

as it bubbles up, 

making its way to flesh,

and causing me to fly away.

No decay.

I shall live forever on this music

that brings truth,

and is pure,

and is cool,

and seperates the wise from a fool.

In tune.