Close your eyes, my child
and listen to the sound of the world
speaking in subliminal messages.
She talks to all of us
if we choose to heed her voice.
The birds singing of the simple bliss
of being alive.
The ocean playing stories of forgotten lore
of where we were born.
The wind in the trees
playing with our senses.
Everywhere whispers of beauty and awe
long forgotten in legend.
Beautiful possibility and simple joie de vivre.
The music is playing for you, my child
if you only have the ears to listen.
Close your eyes and you'll see the colour
and rapture before you.

Written July 10, 2005

L'amour toujours
~LP