I feel a smile
Which radiates
Even with my eyes closed
As the voices sing the songs
Those, muse-filled, suggestions and responses
Of the Benedictine Monks
Which vibrate, yes they do physically bounce
And resonate exponentially
Throughout my entire body
I am also able
To sense the blood flow
As it scours and courses through my veins
Tingling on its journey
In its life-enhancing attempt
To repair my damaged physicality
I am being made ready to conduct freely
As if a battery, being re-charged
Thus able to visibly, with differential force, smile
