Every Note of Music

Let me take you where

You've never been before

In this world of patterns

And pattern people

I want to unlock your cell

And release you to

My reality

I hear musicians

Playing tired rhythms

Or am I the tired one?

While they are full of energy

I'm bored by their repetition

The predictability

The order

Let me take you where

I've not been before

A trail in the woods

Marking the paths of

The first to make

The expedition

Let us always be the first

To venture into the new

The unknown

Let's make the music

That is ever expanding

More and more complex

Like thickly painted brushstrokes

Covering up in layers

Of shining pigments

The meek graphite grids

Of the simple beats

That came before

Exciting and daring

Like the hoofs of 

Cavalry

Not sticking to formula

Oozing out

Unfamiliar, yes, 

Like making an acquaintance

Rapturous, most certainly, 

Like laughter with a new friend

Like squiggles in the sky

Not at all random

Yet unlike any predecessors

Not trying to confuse

But to soothe

With the fresh

With the new

Every note

A

Surprise