I long for clever words to fall from my lips,
they're in my mind, I can hear them.
It seems that every word gets jumbled and tossed
till pretty soon,I just fear them.
I long for a song to burst from my soul, the music is there I can feel it,a soft ,lilting tune,like the call of the night, but my words they cannot come near it.
I long for a moment of absolute bliss…where my words flow like sweet summer wine,
the song I will sing will echo and ring ,and the world will stand still just to hear it.
I long for a world filled with kindness and grace,with love which shines as bright as the sun.
A sun which glistens and shimmers with words yet not spoken and songs that have yet to be sung