Music Child

I hear the music calling me From the smooth and shiny rows of keys The ebony and ivory And all the melodies between ‘Come!’ it says, ‘And play a song Upon your fingertips I’ll canter along. Befriend the scales—arpeggios Follow the tune wherever it goes Let your heart become the notes Let your soul become the pitch Let your life become the piece Together we shall play.’ I hear the music calling me From brazen gold and silver strings Between burnished frets I have seen The beginnings of a reverie ‘Come!’ it says ‘And pick a poesy, Fast and furious, young and rosy. Strum my chords, tickled with rhythm Call and coax the magic within them Let your mind roam free and far Let your voice capture the stars Let your soul be one with mine Together we shall play.’ I hear the music calling me From silver, circular woodwind keys The trilled and tranquil fairy fifes Will slice the silence like a knife ‘Come!’ it says, ‘And toot a tune And learn the lore of lustrous flutes. Dance upon the bars and staffs Our mystery within your grasp Know the sharps, the flats, crescendos Staccatos and diminuendos Since your birth you’ve known it’s so This is knowledge you should know Lay your life upon these keys Tune your heart to match my beat Sing and dance your destiny Together we shall play.’