sometimes
comes
in
a
dream
from
so
far
within
this
cage
of
bone
i­t
seems
to
have
no
connection
to
me
at
all

until
i
awaken
and
he­ar
its
refrains

its
memory
remains

i
have
no
need
to
force
it

­and
consciousness
simply
wanes

i sit at the piano

i wait

put my fingers to the keys
the song i remember

just

flows

out

of

their

tips


       i deserve no laud      

i don't write the music

it
is
written

by

GOD


SoulSurvivor
(C) 2013
rewritten (c) 3/2/2016