Deep Colors of Night
Your song, A Beautiful Child,
touched my heart long ago,
inspired to love beauty I could never hold,
inspired to love beauty from afar.
I am the sleepless child who grew
tall enough to reach a star.
You sang of feelings that remain
After the Glitter Fades,
and I listened to the sound.
Late at night, I dreamed I was Rhiannon,
visions kept to myself of a bird in flight,
a night bird taken by the wind.
Unforgettable songs of love and joy,
sorrow and pain, wash over me
like Silver Springs, Violet and Blue.
The songs from your Book of Miracles
lift me on a White-Winged Dove.
Feelings of freedom soar in my soul.
The higher I fly, the more fragile love becomes,
but the heart is strong when we sing.
Resilient, I find the courage to carry on,
triumph over trials, leather compliments lace.
Your voice rings clear like a bell
in the still of night. You ask
the mirror in the sky, what is love?
Bolder with age, I seek to find
my own answers. The Gypsy in my soul
searches for more. Sometimes, I find
my own reflection and a brazen heart.
Sometimes, I find an innocent child,
shy and unassuming. All of life is lyrics set to music.
In the deep colors of night, I hear your voice.
for What Songwriter or writers Inspire you???? Contest
***Stevie Nicks***
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2012
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