I. For Love
For love has found me,
Resting under an old willow tree.
Gazing at the stars, glistening, glowing, love's purest art.
The echoes of an ancient melody written in the sky,
The memories of those who were destined to die.
For they had dared to dream of an ocean serene,
Filled with beauty and passion in the heart unseen.
So with fire in their soul and light in their eyes,
They were led by sweet music as starlight disguised.
And when they heard deep lullabies sung by stars up above,
They had finally found peace in their quest for love.
For a dream has found me,
Aching, silent, wondering, why?
Was I not one who was destined to die?
Like roses that bloom and try to reach the light,
My hands shall grasp and seek without sight
A burnt out love that had once been so bright...
But I found no respite in the coolness of night.
With the sky clouded and murky, no stars here would gleam,
Like the cold lifeless trees that winter picks clean.
I would have been left with only memories of the stars I had seen,
Were it not for the melodies found in a dream.
For winter has found me,
Aching for a summerset breeze.
Love, once mine, was now lost at sea.
The path laid before now only a memory.
Lost and alone I sought with despair,
The meaning of life in winter's cold air,
But the chill in my bones was too much to bear.
As I laid there in silence I soon discovered,
Out of the shame and guilt I had kept hidden and covered,
The songs in my heart that would have faded and withered,
Were blossoming like flowers in the cold of that winter.
For love has found me,
Waiting under an old willow tree.
I had been patient and faithful, and finally found peace.
By listening to my heart and the words that it gave me,
I found that the soul is deeper than the sea.
And when I heard deep lullabies sung by stars up above,
I knew surely one day a cadence would come.
Although rich and full it would be sadly sung,
Not for sorrow, or pain, but surely, for love.
II. Take Me Away
Take me away in the wind of a melody,
Take me away from the clouds that cover me.
As the tide rolls in from darkness,
The moon shines on waves of silver crests,
And the current cascades into my soul.
A sudden gale rises from the sea,
It's chill consumes my entire being,
And my heart sings to just let go.
Take me away to a cadence sung in dreams.
Take me away in the harmony of the sea.
A story written in the darkness of the deep,
A song in the sky - an ancient melody.
Wildflowers sway softly in the morning breeze,
A sunrise.
The meadow's cool touch draws me to sleep -
Amidst the willow trees my soul finds peace.
The storm seems to call a melody from the sea,
The thunder awakens me from my summer dreams.
I long to find a midnight breeze..
For the breath of the stars to come and carry me.
Away from the tempest that stirs in me,
The tidal storm threatening my bravery.
Wildflowers glow warmly in the afternoon sun,
A reminder of the things I've overcome.
The sound of wind-swept melodies from an ocean serene,
Resonates amid the sea of evergreen.
But a darkness hangs over my dream,
A misty tide come to take away the stars I have seen.
Rain falls down on me,
Weeping clouds drown out my every plea.
The whisper of a melody too faint to hear,
The storm of the symphony now buzzing in my ears.
Tear-stained words I can no longer say,
The longing for a cadence to take me away.
Wildflowers glow faintly in the evening light,
A sunset come to take me into the night.
Take me away to the willow tree,
Where the stars echo an ancient melody.
Take me away, in the storm of a symphony.
III. A Cadence Sadly Sung
Alone at sea,
I long to leave but your eyes captured me.
Waves crash on me,
The stormy seas will not leave me in peace.
Clouds cover me,
The stars that led me now fall to the sea.
Now you remain,
Your voice a storm's dark refrain that marks
A cadence sadly sung.
Songs reside in my heart,
Fill me with hope like blooming roses,
Wait until the moon was new and sun was high.
Inside my heart,
Deep, dark,
Diamond so pure inside,
Never given the chance, never the dream,
Secrets of life remain unseen,
In broken hearts that led me to fall.
And in that smile that had started it all.
Without a word,
Without a whisper, a call or a plea.
But you somehow have brought me
down to my hands and my knees.
But you somehow found your way
into the story of me.
And now you remain,
like a storm's dark refrain,
Passion and thunder.
And the story goes on,
Like a never-ending song,
A cadence sadly sung.
The text for my symphonic piece titled "The Storm", written in 3 parts. I wrote the piece, and the text, backwards. The first section I wrote last, and the last section is what I wrote first. There's a link to the MIDI simulation of the piece in my About Me section.. thanks for reading and listening :)
