Tag: singing

As I Sit Alone, Musing

Singing spreads through the wires
Of my brain in young years
As I grew taller but remained short.
In the music, I felt secure
That one day I would encounter
Some perfect way of being
And knowing and feeling.

Where is the singing from the heart?
Where the soul holds sway.
Where is soul speaking with silent tongue?
Where the mind changes but grows still
With each touch of the Divine.
And the music grows stronger
As I sit alone, musing. 

The shadow of the song
Graces the night with the perfume
Of love and wisdom.

Each day with music
Renders passion a foe
Of tranquility
Allowing flesh to dominate
The flow of blood in wistful veins.
The music heals
As new wounds open.

Singing in the silence of the soul
Brings a new day to peace
Calming the blood, soothing restlessness.