Let Me Play the Music

If I may not give the love that wells within my soul
to share in freedom and in passion,
if I may not speak the words that warm the very air
with the power of accepting sweetness,
then let me play the music that sings my love to you
in gentle melodies that whisper in the stillness
and fills the air with all the purity of true giving
of a heart that knows not one condition to that love.

If I may not give the love because we each must walk
on mountain trails that wind through narrow canyons
where yet we go alone until the steepness levels out
and we find at last the summit where we meet,
then let me write the words to speak the passion welling
from some deep place carved out from pain and time,
from the depth of soul that gives free gift to walk a path
until the time becomes one where we shall never part.


Spirit Eagle
© 1996


 
 

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