Syncopation

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The journey of love

Syncopate. Vacillate. Twitterpate. My heart’s on fire. Elevate. Fascinate. Germinate. Activate my senses. Wait. Translate. Explicate. Take care. I’m fragile. Anticipate. Gravitate. Elaborate. Hold me tight. I think I love you. Calibrate. Cogitate. Soulmates? Is this forever? Innervate. Jubilate. Levitate. Yes, my love. Navigate. Innovate. Incubate. Why is there pain? Obliterate. I’m drowning. Circumnavigate. Because there is duality. Marinate. Co-create. Retranslate. Oh, I see. But you still love me? Coagulate. Communicate. Ecstatic state. Reintegrate. Yes, it is forever. Distillate. Fascinate. There is no translation. A vital element of love. Syncopation.

Author’s note — syncopation is the disturbance or disruption of the regular flow of rhythm, a placement of stresses or accents where they wouldn't normally occur. According to music producer Rick Snoman, “All dance music makes use of syncopation, and it’s often a vital element that helps tie the whole track together.”

Love, to me, seems to be a syncopation, a disturbance of what we knew before — a disturbance that continues, and even grows, to create an awareness of duality, and also of a moving into unity.

I’ve deliberately “syncopated”one line in this poem (or attempted to, anyways— I may think I am more clever than I really am!) Can you spot it?

Erika Burkhalter is a yogi, neurophilosopher, cat-mom, photographer, and lover of travel and nature, spreading her love and amazement for Mother Earth’s glories, one photo, poem or story at a time. (MS Neuropsychology, MA Yoga Studies).

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