Tonight the music painted my soul
And I dreamed of a green place
Where ferns and their fronds
Danced shadowy shapes across my face
In the moonlight
My mind sang the melody of imagination
While my heart ran with the beat and played the bass
And I ran
And I ran
And the earth was damp beneath my feet
It was quiet as the night
But I could hear the bubbling water
And the crickets speak
Time had lapsed
And I collapsed
Beneath the moon
And before soon here I woke
Twenty years on...
-The child in me had spoke
She visits me in the music
Often,
And she paints my soul
She stops my spirit from growing old
And reminds me I have no control
And to let go
And to run
And to leap
To feel the earth beneath my feet
To let time lapse
Until I collapse
Having lived every moment
Every colour in full
And having painted the world
With the music of my soul.
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