I am watching you watching me, not realizing I’m watching you.

The stage and colored lights create an illusory distance,

But it is really a platform to connect, to separate

Just enough that you let go,

Give in to primal feelings, suspend judgement,

Let your body take over your mind,

Be present, disconnect from the

White noise of expectations, of obligations, of disappointments,

Even of hopes and dreams singed by the

Burning fear of failure, shadowed by the spectre of self-doubt,

Shedding everything to be clothed only in the

Spectacular, naked, beautiful now,

The disparate and asynchronous signals

Of the constructs of our lives gracefully replaced

With the purity of a note, the sacred cooperation of music,

My vibrations pulling you willingly into a primordially playful

Celebration of being, a blissful dance of existence,

All thoughts of what others may think,

All thoughts of anything evaporated,

Free to liberate your angels and let your demons play,

And you forget,

I am watching.