Shared in the morning

I left the music inside my head

on lips that simply tried,  it died;

The heart ached to find the lost…

I left the music inside my head

as my body danced across the light,

And even when my words took flight

they could not stray far away.

The heart is like a warm welcome nest

trying to hold on to all the rest of the joy

We shared in the morning

And then the music inside my head

Began to stir and swirl

Until the world seemed ready

And then the waters fall,

the comets flash,

And the moon was a ball of gold.

We found the music inside my head

And shared it like a precious bread

Divided but never diminished

Until every heart...was truly fed

By the music inside my head

and joy we shared in the morning.