Monday, August 07, 2006

Ode to the Creator of Music

When I cannot write
perhaps I will pen
a thought that comes from you

When I cannot sing
perhaps I will make music
that blesses your name

When my heart is heavy
and tears won't fall
I lift my soul to you

When I am empty
and terribly alone
that's when I know you're near

When the music thuds
in my brain
and hits my heart like a train
When it has taken me away
and carried me home

I know i'll find you there