Stardust In Our Bones

What stardust in our bones cause all these words to flow From out of you and I like mountain streams? What moves us to find writing So mystical and exciting In all our inner thoughts and night time dreams? And I wonder what’s the potion That gives the mental motion For you and I to sing and rhyme along, Like children in a choir as the music climbs much higher We grapple with our words before they're gone. I suppose we’ll never know The secret to our quest For expressing what we think and feel At both our worst and best. While seeking, striving, reaching, thriving With every fiber of our being; Something you and I possess Moves us to express Much more than what we’re seeing. And perhaps we’ll never know the truth That drives us to our callings; Like migrating birds we seeker of words Know all about rising and falling. Until the final curtain call and all Is plain to see: The words we share Show how much we care About each other and Our humanity.