Your voice rings out in the morning
Calling for a response I cannot give.
Three effusive notes are multiplied
Sounds vibrate, stretch and trill…
Who are you, calling my name
Out of reverie, urging me to listen?
Show yourself please let me
Put a face to this music you cry
Place the song that speaks to my soul.
Come to my garden and let me share
The daisies and the crown of thorns
The laurel and the rosemary.
Sweet notes wash softly my skin
Slip into my heart feather light
Close my eyes to certainty
Sweep away unanswered harmony.
Three notes close by but elusive
Welcome a golden day…
Sunlight carves a fence on the wall
And the notes