Music Making.

[Guest guest]

Bell ringing round of sound that speaks in the silent

sounding.

I am infused by the echo

and so, flow willy nilly and free

from the desperate clatter of me.

Sphere-sound, found in the non-searching,

I looking not at I, hear the music of that sphere,

and am drawn up and out into notes not of my making.

What turns this wheel of silence on the ground of

intonation?

A sweet vibration unplucks me in the heart string and

chime,

of this resonate mime,

on this, my instrumental life in You.

I whisper in the power of a voice too strong,

too long a tune, to be flowered into mind melody.

Ah me, would that this sounding board

be always ready, within Your sway.

To strike Your chord

and play this way.

love

eric

Copyright 2002. Eric Ashford.