Once in a great while, I’m given the gift of a song.
Although I write poetry fairly often, writing a song is much rarer occurrence.
When words come to me with melody attached, I try very hard to listen and get
it down.
That’s what happened this morning. I thought I'd share the result with you.
I couldn’t sing a song of love
If I forgot your name
The sun and moon and stars above
They all call out your name
But these tired ears are not in tune
And this heart so crammed there is no room
And I’ve forgotten how to dance in rain
Although the very drops sing out your name
I couldn’t sing a song of love
If I forgot your name
The blades of grass and blooming fields
They all announce your name
But these eyes are dry with unshed tears
And this back is bent from heavy fears
And I’ve lost my way upon this lane
Although every street sign bears your name
I couldn’t sing a song of love
If I forgot your name
The man who sits upon the bench
His face cries out your name
Open my eyes and ears to see and hear
Release my aching bones from doubt and fear
Remind me of your great and loving name
And set my whole self dancing in your rain
Oh I can sing a song of love
Because I know your name
I join a host of wondrous ones
Who all call out your name
And one day we’ll circle round your throne
We’ll come to know your name has been our home
And our memories will not fail again
We’ll dance forever in your reign
~EMP, 7/26/13
2 comments:
Lovely! So wonderful when inspiration strikes like that. You should record it!
Also, I love that, in a sense, we danced in the rain today. :)
We did indeed dance in the rain that day! In a way! :)
I'd love to record this if I could figure out how. No recording equipment, alas!
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