And Now

by Sheree Speaks   Apr 24, 2010


A certain chord is struck
Of a Japanese love song
Pulls at my heart strings
Strings of a quartet

Millions of minutes abstracted
Devoted to loving
Walking the straight and narrow
Eyes set upon the stars

For I have no directory but one, no, three.
Oh how beautiful is the mural of memories
The sun ignites nostalgic thanksgiving
It is spring because it has bloomed

At one time, the window was translucent
Now I see through stained glass
And nothing ever seemed so confirmed
Now I know, I'm learning to understand

How can I speak to you?
For what I have to say must be sung, played
If there is anything at all
Maybe a finale chord

And you don't speak my language
And I yours'
That being my biggest frustration
We are only human, I accept

I thank the Lord for the celestial illustrations I've seen
The people who I've been brought to
The tears dried when the dam burst
And the peace when I let go

I thank the Lord for bringing us together
And the painful wonder of setting us free
The gifts within me
Which would otherwise not be my own

And when this all is played in what is like a flash
I will be glad I lived it all
Blessed assurance
I can have strength to move on

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