I don’t have the notes
nor a banjo or a gong
I can’t sing the songs
to rejuvenate the moods
I can’t tune a harp
to warm emotions bright.
No harmony.
No rhythm.
I want to hum one melody
that lives with me everyday
to the one and the only
who protects me every day.
Just one melody for the day.
I struggle again
with the invisible difference
wonder again
if I should say tomaytos
dwell in vain
if I should just say tomahtos
wonder again
if my melody makes sense
dwell in vain
if it’s enough for His greatness.
I remind myself
about His love and mercy
I believe
He accepts my melody
as a token of praise
doesn’t have to be perfect
or make sense
this gives me enough solace
to present my melody
for His greatness.
© 14 April 2011
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