The Moon may not be the best keeper of your secrets. The moon whispers everything it sees to the universe. Manifesting words through poetry...whispered softly as moon beams and dream dust scattered though out the heavens like the infinite stars.
Music sweet as love overflows
From my love-laden secret hours .
Music sooth her heart of soul
Impassioned resonance whispers from my heart ,
Beside the gentle, graceful , stream's ripple .
Does the melody arouse some muted desire ?
Flowing peacefully with the river’s song ?
Avow the dazzling starlit sky
Enrapture the sweetest song escaping into nature’s ear .
Above , the moon rains her enchanting beams down
Like flowing notes of effervescent radiance ;
Harmonious , delightful sounds ,
As sad and deep as lamented love's buried treasures .
Surrender to love’s song as the tides of love flood
The barren tide pools of lonely hearts ;
Whatever past tides ebbed away from the love of life ?
Concede the flooding currents fill the heart
So full of love ... the most melodious of all the harmonies ,
That one last drop, one last tear
Of joyful surrender , a waterfall .
Let love’s blossoms swell
Into rain awakened flowers .
The genesis of splendor awaits ,
The love song’s intimate accompaniment ,
Yielding an inspiring dream’s transcendence .
Enable the sound of music touch our moonlit slumber
As we embrace in the gentle stillness
Of our merciful surrender…
