Sing!
Today I want to sing
Words streaming from my open mouth
Hinged from my tongue
Fluttering in the breeze
Today I want my song
To join hands with the meadowlark
That sits on the sage
And fly like ribbons of yellow
Over the yellowing hills
Today I want to have sung
Every ounce of song I have in my bones
Just for today
To feel the stretch, the pull of each song muscle
Chest heaving the air to the mouth's rounding
Today!
Sing!
Words streaming from my open mouth
Hinged from my tongue
Fluttering in the breeze
Today I want my song
To join hands with the meadowlark
That sits on the sage
And fly like ribbons of yellow
Over the yellowing hills
Today I want to have sung
Every ounce of song I have in my bones
Just for today
To feel the stretch, the pull of each song muscle
Chest heaving the air to the mouth's rounding
Today!
Sing!
posted by MB at 2:07 PM
6 Comments:
It can come like an avalanche, when it comes -- that joy. I'm glad.
Oh yes! me too!
And so am I, so am I.
I like the middle stanza the best! How wonderful
Thank you, susan!
I want to sing, too, but I would not want everyone else, to go home soaking wet.
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