illumination of sound

half-mentioned half-unspoken a rising tone
takes us to realms we'd never thought to see
makes us the folk we'd never hoped to be
amidst the straining hearer's we're alone
cut off from radio and from telephone
there's nothing that will not let us agree
or take from us the sacred guarantee
that magic sound will echo in the bone
there is a dance we cannot comprehend
staying in place and swaying to the beat
that's not the music but the inner voice
drawn from the place where no one may pretend
safe for the moment from all heavy heat
the heart and mind in unison rejoice