"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