Fearless

Fearless  I am not afraid of the future The mystery  it holds. Lurking in the shadows, uncertain. Bring with it,  when it comes:  the crashing of a thousand cymbals the roll of the drums,waves in my ears roar of the seas, extravaganza. The whine of the violin the sadness,the  loneliness the despair,the tears. The strumming of the guitar your fingers moving the fret  of my love, humming. Blow like the bugles the horn in splendour! Wake my soul ,my spirit soar  like the eagles ,nesting the new morn, its delights. Breathe like the flute, my lips over you   the nights ,the fervor, the longing ,the passion unfold. Bring in the organ,the piano the tempest of  the waltzes the hues,  the strains   filling  the  spaces, unseen . Chants like the prayers, rending  my being, lead me, from this life to the next. I am not afraid of the future, the storms it creates, neither should you . Stay,be a rhapsody. I