Something surreal about it,
Other food,
Other cultures,
Other languages,
Other bone structures,
Other than my own.

If you really listen,
If you really take it in,
The rhythm is different,
The melody is foreign,
The music is beautiful,
And while you misunderstand the words,
The meaning is sung with clarity,
Food is fascinating,
Drinks refreshing,
Dislikes you harboured washed away,
With each mouthful you take,
With each gesture you make,
The more you realise today you are awake,
You forgive quicker,
Forget anything weighing you down,
It is all consuming,
And yet it is totally freeing,
And an addiction that heals you,
Makes you whole.