July 9, 2021
Some lyrical poems stay with you,
Form a bond with the soul deep inside,
Catch a glimpse of the past you once knew.
Be still, let those mem’ries abide.
The melody formed by the rhythm
Reverberates deep in the heart.
Its images change like a phantom,
A glimpse, then they fade and depart.
They stir something deep in the spirit
That longs to spread wings and to soar.
A rhyme strikes a chord when you hear it,
A feeling you’ve heard it before.
Each melody stirred will be different,
The music inside’s heaven sent.