A room full of colourful souls,
led lights and decorated parasols,
madmen and fairies equally abound,
waves of motion, enraptured by sound.
Stepping into the heat, is this allowed,
am I welcome into this established crowd.
Many of the people here are older than you,
feels so foreign, your friend passes, pursue,
to the bar, you make your way,
bumping into many people in mid-sway.
No aggression, pathways created,
you continue to chase, pupils dilated,
a rapidly altering view,
mind waking and perspective anew.
Drinks in hand, ready to mingle,
organs, eyes, fingers beginning to tingle,
you hear sunlight in the synths,
the lasers arcing over you, striking glints.
Charging locomotion in your arms,
legs, feet, hips and head, no more qualms,
not a jig, rhumba or waltz,
flowing energy rippling, no kinetic faults,
everyone in sync and out,
trance allows expression without doubt.
Set free and allowed to open,
it almost feels like you’ve been chosen.
The feeling of having your life changed,
an awakening, something important obtained,
an attitude, rule, a force,
no pinpointable location, or source.
Lost remorse and rejection,
you have founded a spiritual connection,
to the music and the people,
regressing you, rendering you fetal.
Instincts positively primal,
you realise this is absolutely vital.
Rhythmic wonder in your heart,
trance family, let us start.