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Jan 2015
You are the piano in my throat
You are the harp in my hands
You are the drum in my heart
You are the tune that understands
You are the violin in my mind
You are the theremin in my third eye
You are the whisper of an ultrasound
You are the chorus that never sings goodbye
You are the sacred note I've found

Listen, listen, listen
To your sound

O how marvelous you are
Like lightning against the sky
The music of your soul echoes
Against all of creation
Nature looks back at you
Her breeze is her hands
That comfort your anger
Her thunder is a smile
That soothes your pain
Her rain is there to
Teach you how to
Forgive yourself
Again and
Again

My sweet Music Box
You don't ever have to leave me
You will never forget how to sing
Like a bee on the seashore
Crawling towards the never ending ocean
The impossible salty sea
I will be here to guide you
Towards the light
Back to your life

Let me be your sonic boom
Let me be your favorite room
Let me wind your Music Box
So we can sing your
Favorite tune

You are the piano in my throat
You are the harp in my hands
You are the drum in my heart
You are the tune that understands
You are the violin in my mind
You are the theremin in my third eye
You are the whisper of an ultrasound
You are the chorus that never sings goodbye
You are the sacred note I've found

Know this by heart and
Listen, listen, listen
To your sound

You are the Music Box that I designed
Sing along with me
Listen to our chime
Listen to our bell
Listen to the psalm
That together we unveil

We are the sheet music of ravens
Perched like notes on wires
Across the skies as the
Sunrise inspires
Our call

We run with the magic
Of a brilliant ballad
We vibrate
We shake
We earthquake
Through it all
In between rocks
We are meteors and comets
My Music Box
We rock and roll
In this canticle

We are the original
The golden oldie
Of the galaxy

Be my anthem
I'll be your hymn

Listen, listen, listen
To your sound again

You are the piano in my throat
You are the harp in my hands
You are the drum in my heart
You are the tune that understands
You are the violin in my mind
You are the theremin in my third eye
You are the whisper of an ultrasound
You are the chorus that never sings goodbye
You are the sacred note I've found
You are the fire of a thousand choirs

You are the ecstasy
The Universe
Desires


© tHE tERRY tREE
The Terry Tree
Written by
The Terry Tree  Portland, Oregon
(Portland, Oregon)   
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