Faith
the track they see
is open and free
if only they could run it
run it for me
the sky before night
is a palette of passion
if only they could see it
see it for me
the steel of a guitar
the depth of a sax
the weeping of a violin
the wave upon wave of lapping keys
the boom da boom da boom of dealing drums
if only they could hear it
hear it for me
the touch of a hand
barely a butterfly
like a baby’s breath
if only they could feel it
feel it for me
the kiss of the sun, the hold of the moon, the jewel of a star
the loss of leaves for greener ones
the high wind a distant breeze
the lilies of the valley say, “I do”
the dust of snow in your hair
the rain, the rain, the rain
the fog and the dew
the clouds of dust that show the road
the well with a wish at the bottom
the wheat in the field
the roots rising, the tiny plant punching up
the rocks of the river in surrender
the mountains shadowed and symbolic
and the prism turns up in a frown
and left you
a smile
bottle it for me
TL