CURTAIN RISING

How deep are your songs?

Do they champion the cause you carry?

 

Inside is a passion. The reason for

sunlight. The delight of morning to

wake you.

 

The day is generous; it’s an empty sack

Waiting to be filled.

 

The hope in your breath is the meadowlark

waiting to release the music.

 

There is no silence when you’re thinking

only a bubbling of great intentions.

You are stage with the curtain rising.

 

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