Then You Know

A word

small, deliberate.

It targets the soul.

Finding its frequency

it drifts steadily,

waves in the air,

a vibration that tingles the ear.

A thought

growing, reacting.

Rests in the soul.

The word has travelled

to inner reaches,

thousands of ears to hear,

it settles and takes root.

Branching out,

forming new connections,

and a feeling is born.

Now it rises,

becoming larger,

ascending from thought

to consciousness.

Sitting comfortably,

it now takes over,

descending, a wave,

washing, rushing over.

You're fevered,

falling into sweet unknowns.

And then you know.