Heard

I have heard the light Her radiant but sad muse Wavering across the spectrum LIFE These ears are tuned to the melody that continues to play throughout our passages in this stratosphere Today You might think Me a strange to remember every frequency that keeps ringing across my melancholy face People, as Myself, Sensitive to the words Verses that are unique and distinctively different From any sound that reverberates around this Mighty World Does it not surprise that my Ears are the same as these eyes Made for listening as well for Peering I am not such a predator that uses it for leering but, For attuning, into & outer space of this Earth, Her Vineyard of Wine that keeps expanding all of her taste Not such a Waste,mind you If you heard what I have.. You Would Listen with Love as well I can Tell!!