You say you’re a musician
Well
I want to see you Soul-jamming
Mind-rocking
Transported
By the melody and the harmony and the
Sweet rhythm
Skating down the riffs
Floating in the joy of creating and expressing
Riding the sound waves
But if the music takes you
Why should I think
I would get a front row seat?
Perhaps you need to wait
Till your own lights guide you
Need to let it get dark enough
That the stars come out
Need me to let you free fall until
the song catches you in its own necessity
It has to be your own.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 1, 2011
July 1, 2011