Surging Tide
When songs rise
on the crests of the waves
we will rally our forces
prepare for joy
Music drifting in with the
tide
Brings delight in its wake
Can you imagine a world without song?
What a barren desert
that would be
so we'll surf the
waves of sound
Celebrate our days
by lifting our voices
joining in the chorus
singing music of the
spheres
The sound will resound
through the depths of space until
it reaches the outer planets
The tide is rolling in
So too, our time is coming
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2008
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