~Heart Song~
Arranged
along my porch;
a half dozen windchimes sing.
All shapes; all sizes.
A different sound from
each.
One deep and booming;
it seldom
rings.
Yet, it sings of the sea
and a mast at
rest.
One of glass, one of wood.
Tiny little
tinkling sounds.
The laughter of
children,
chasing fairies around.
Three now the
same, yet;
the pipes are all different.
A
melody of love
sung in every breeze.
This is my
orchestra
conducted by the wind.
A symphony
played for me
to make my heart sing.
Midi © Night Angel
and used with permission
