Glen Hope, PA USA
Isis....it is quite beautiful, just a nip and tuck here and there and it flows a little smoother....try this, merely a suggestion...a change of a few words and I don't think it changes the meaning any at all. I tried to keep with your original rhyme scheme which you lost in a few places.
The music moves throughout your soul,
It takes you to another plain,
It can strengthen, renew your goal,
Help you see sunshine through the rain.
It caresses your being oh, so softly,
Causing goosebumps on your skin,
From haunting lyrics and notes so lofty,
To minor cords that strike within.
Some music has a certain quality,
It captures a thought or yearning,
It is almost like a holiday,
Its rhythm keeping my world turning.
Why does something so old and simple,
Have this power over me?
To make my being seem to ripple?
And put strength back where it should be.?
Music soothes the savage beast,
A backdrop for all celebration,
It has many powers to say the least,
Present from the birth of this nation.
If you try, you can hear it too,
It's there in Nature, Family and pain,
The music that is all around you,
A serenade amidst the falling rain.
There's music in a small birds song,
In housework and repetative work as well,
It helps to shorten a day that is long,
It's notes found in the tolling bell.
It's all around this great big earth
Left to tell it's own story,
And if you ask me of it's worth
"It's bursting with a magical glory."
"Nobody has measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold" ~Zelda Fitzgerald
[This message has been edited by hoot_owl_rn (edited 09-10-99).]