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.
Copyright © Terrell Martin | Year Posted 2012
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