Magnetic Call

Thunder,
Like a true morning
Ignoring a thick dark.
Transparent sunlight,
Radiant oxigen,
Brain electricity.

Is the same command,
The one that seads hear
To go up,
That I can listen now.

Meaningful
Like the vacuum inside bones,
The thong in mirror,
Hair between fingers.
Is the iron in my blood
That moves
Magnetized.
The rooted veins
Want to go
Deeper
To the higher core.

The drum wants to speak.

Is this, the sound
Of your word,
That I receive