I was there tonight,
watching, waiting.
The crowd immense, pulsing.
Music vibrating (borrowed or not)
Ebbs and flows
seaweed near shore.
I felt the swell, surrounding me like a cocoon,
yet, no one was near me.
An island unto myself.
The heat, passion, energy, movement
Stillness, sway, the effortless ease of one.
The majesty of thought, build by hand
held with might.
A green island above the crowd,
crowning it all.
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