Unfold to us your Song-Surprise

Music, eloquent to say
what our hearts must leave unsaid,
when the light tunes we would play,
snared in thought – are dumbly led
by deed and word to forced delight
(as though we two had lost the key) –
when we miss what is most right
music burst most singingly,
spin down blessings in free race,
salute us, let inventions rise
at their haphazard lovely pace . . .
unfold to us your song-surprise

music of love – and when we hear you
hearts dance with lightness, both being near you.

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