Hope is Listening Beyond the Melody

ON HER EIGHTH BIRTHDAY

She plays a song for me
From my own playlist,
Describing the scene she
Imagines, images evoked
By melody and lyric both.

Listen to this song!
It’s beautiful,
But the words are sad.
That’s why I like it,
She explains. Beauty

Isn’t tied to an emotion.
Not tied to just one.
I am beautiful,
But sometimes I’m sad.
It’s not always happy.

She plays a song for me
From my own life,
Beauty interwoven with sadness,
Sadness made beautiful by song.
Listen beyond the melody;

Pay attention to the words.
Beauty isn’t tied
To one emotion.
We’re not always happy,
But we are beautiful.

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This Has Nothing To Do With Anything

YOU’RE MY SONG

When I feel your music,
Let your pulse assume control,
I feel your tempo quicken,
Then I start to rock and roll.
Your music takes me over,
Your beat controls my heart.
I sing with pure abandon—
My life is now your art.

Do you feel the music in us,
Life and love in song combined?
I let the two control me,
Leave my fearful mind behind.
You’re the song that’s playing
Strange and bold new melodies.
I dance your life,
I sing your soul,
Your music sets me free.