Always have song present
The melodies of beauty to usher you
Through the monotony of life,
Crescendos to hold you through lows,
Melancholy sounds to remind you
In joy, that this is not yet home.
Music has lulled me
Invigorated this spirit,
Fortified my bones
When milk no longer could.
Harmonies even curlier than my hair
Have spun my heartbreak into epiphany.
Reminding that he speaks through all
If you only have ears to hear.
Always have song present
To comfort you when bothered
To bother you when comfortable.
The most beautiful sounds making sadness
Pulling tears from your eyes
To stretch into harp strings.
Always have song present
When you’ve canoes with no oars
And tusks with no boars
Rhythms yet unknown
Will guide your feet to safety.
– Vagabond Prophet
Vagabond Prophet 