Tell me a story, composer,
One that can't be told with words,
Give me grace and pain and happiness,
Give me joy like I've never heard,
Sing me your soul in the melodies,
In the notes as they pitch and roll,
Flood me in its awesome vastness,
Like the refrain is too much to control,
Wrap me in its beauty, covered without a word,
Set my mind to endless spinning,
Articulate as a song bird,
And though it seems like insight,
Into your heart and soul,
I know, the music is little more than a peephole,
A glimpse into something greater.
I wrote this for a friend of mine who writes music. He and I had a conversation about how what composers and poets do is quite similar, and it inspired this piece.