SONG

SONG

My head is filled with music
With words and tones and sound
What else makes my world feel good
What else heats my frozen blood
What takes my breath away
As having letters in my hands
As moving words around arrange
And sing inside and move and sway
While bringing words full range
And sing with words as sound
While giving pleasure reading
My images are always found
As rainbows, dancing on a screen
And my hands weave the air, unseen
What my eyes cannot convey
My mouth cannot display
My tongue ties up, but my fingers
Dance and find their place
While words rapidly interlace
While my chair slowly dances
To this twinkling music heard.
Oh if only I could make you see
What my restless mind shows me
What is in this head and what
I find so hard right now to bring
Out to tell you what I sing

© Darren White