"Music In My Soul"

I can hear the music, And it touches my being; A kind of memory That makes me smile. I can hear the music, And it has a beat; A kind of song That makes me want to dance. I can hear the wind in the trees, As it rustles the leaves, And moves to and fro That makes me sway with it's rhythm. I see storm clouds over head, And if I listen carefully, I can hear their movement, Before the thunder happens. If I sit ever so quietly, I can hear my own heart; A song of it's own, Making melodies to my soul. Even children's laughter Is a kind of music, That consols the mind, And calms the spirit. If I keep the music, Within my life, I can look to heaven, And keep the music in my soul. Jann Newland ©August 2005