You sing my name
Tear buds in the corner of my eye, Angels through friends sing my name,
I am so many moods, so many sounds, Endless variations of heart's song, Each person, a gift.
My voice gets fuller, high and deep, where is the middle tone, the threshold of inner feeling and outer expression?
I am free to sing and hear my name, sung without fear, with love!
My face is flushed by the beauty of our souls, my heart beats as if I just fell in love with my Self, in us All.
- Minke |