Music

Music The food of love.. To nourish my soul Keeping me warm, Dear friend, in the cold. We dance and sing Yet you never judge Or my crazy, wide-eyed Fantasy begrudge. Although my frame May be slow and weak. You see the truth.. My moves are sleek With You I'm fleet of foot And never shy. No Strictly ballroom Can deny.. My spirit Soars on wings again Like Eagles high.. A flippin' ten. Oh tuneful friend Oh dancing Queen of joy You raise us all Each girl. Each boy. In sleepless dreams We never yawn We are Aretha; Freddie; Bjorn. There is no heart without you. No tune we cannot bring. No hidden corner Too dark to sing. No greyed out human. No colourless soldier. No battle lost, with You. No thing is ever over. For music brings Eternal light Scattering the shadows Of the night.. Revealing hope And peace and love. A gift composed From high above.. If the curtain closes I can only say; When the final meal is music ..then play. Jinjagoliath 3rd October 2020