"The Edge of Chaos"
by Eric von Bayer

Sonic waves washed over me
as whispers intruded
weaving like strands of a tapestry
wrapping and enfolding my consciousnes

Tumbling over me
a cacophany
discordant sometimes
like quicksilver
flowing and merging

I lose myself in the thunder
it becomes my reality
and in the echoing distance
I fall,
melody passing from my lips
in an exhilerated keen...

And it all fades...

But echos... echos of it's distant melody
haunt my thoughts.