My Song

This song of mine will wind its music around you, my child, like

the fond arms of love.

This song of mine will touch your forehead like a kiss of

blessing.

When you are alone it will sit by your side and whisper in

your ear, when you are in the crowd it will fence you about with

aloofness.

My song will be like a pair of wings to your dreams, it will

transport your heart to the verge of the unknown.

It will be like the faithful star overhead when dark night is

over your road.

My song will sit in the pupils of your eyes, and will carry

your sight into the heart of things.

And when my voice is silent in death, my song will speak in

your living heart.