This song.

It makes my heart swell.

It makes my heart soar.

My heart is a dove.

See it fly.

I want to listen forever.

I want to sleep.

This song will bless me

with sweet dreams,

It is my lullaby…

Swaddled in a language I do not know,

woven with music I understand,

this song speaks to my soul,

in such a lovely way.

“Thank you…”

This song.

Oh, this song.

It is The Sun.

It is summer.

It is a rose.

It is a daisy.

It is warm concrete in the heat of July under my cold feet.

It really is my love.

Closer to my heart

than the redness of my blood.

I can feel it.

Do you feel it?

The guitar?

The drum?

It is here…

All around,

surrounding me,

just as the air I breathe.

It is here,

and my spirit rejoices.

Oh, what glory,

to see,

to feel,

your spirit rejoice.