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