I love the music of the written word,
Tall-telling tales that others haven't told;
And whether it's uplifting or absurd,
To mine the words for gifts of precious gold.
To sing the golden notes that life inspires,
And dance to rhythms deep within the text,
To paint the sound of thousand angel choirs,
Carries my soul from this world to the next.
It matters not, if others hear the song
Within the words themselves, or in the rhyme.
The beauty of the melodies belong,
To elemental harmonies sublime.
I dream to feel the wonders I extol,
And pray to touch a chord within your soul.
Mick McKellar
January 2016
If you listen carefully, can you hear the music in the words? Can you hear me singing?
Mick
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