Monday, January 17, 2011

Waltz

What is this music
A sound of waltzing
A time for changing
I felt like singing
And when I felt it
I could not want to constrain it
I am a lonesome wordless beggar
But when I hear the sounds
My feet unthaw and reverse their decay
And when I start to sing
My body rings
With the vibrations of my call
And when I start to dance
At once, at last
I feel the beat of my heart
And when I see your face
With unflawed grace
I cry, I cry these tears of joy

I hear the waltz
I seal my lips
But the smile there
It can't be missed
And my wind winds down
My heart retreats
Back into dusted corners
And my body becomes
A symbol
My soul a tethered
My eyes to keep
How I love that waltz
How I love the beat

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