A Faint Melody
you are like a song
when you are played
you teleport me
to the sanctuary that is your heart
like a faint Melody playing in the distance that catches ears by chance
and can make anyone fall in love right away
Like a song heard for the first time at a cafe
One that ensnares the soul and won't let go
Causes so much curiosity
Makes everyone else desperate to know the name of-
To get a clue as to what song you are.
You rarely play,
but when you do
and lets your Harmony play out
because a melody like yours is worth over a million Motzarts and Beethovens.
It's beyond unique-
it is your Essence
and it is forever effervescent.
The Soul’s Song
There’s a Song not yet writ
just beyond the final breath
of one last Ribbit...
won’t this stick?
or Fly far of it...
from sweet ambrosia slip!
To hover ’cross the canvas of the moon
as our Third Eye
in the wink of a owl
Asking “Whooo?” and: why?
Pinning you agape to the curtain of the sky
with a long singular stare...
There you’ll have to tip your hat,
and accept the finality of the fact
...you will have to play for a while
and pray for a while...
you’ll be staying here for a while
...pinned or unpinned
your note is fluttering in the wind
and like any other important document
it will be filed...
....you will be filed
& sanded down
You will be filed
Roll your r’s where you are...
Roll your r’s from where you’ve been
Roll your r’s while you’re still rememberin’
Your melody will be strummed
Feel it now... do you hear the call?
There in the cavity of your chest
the strings of your First