Song Poem by Agent Chaos

Song



It used to be a rumor.

Something spoken of in whispers.

A fairy tale, or fanciful dreaming,

Of something that once was, but never to be.

A song in the distance,

Sung beautifully by extinct voices.

And the thought that what if….

But no.

Just because I hear it,

Doesn’t mean it’s so.

And I’d holler at the mountains,

To surrender the source.

Yet my muse remained

A rumor.

And tides passed,

The call never hindered, but grew.

I ran,

Screaming now at these mountains.

The precipices of my anguish,

That hid my light!

“Give her up, you cliffs and peaks”!

“I need you”!

“I’ve longed every moment that I couldn’t hear you”!

“Hold me again, with your song”.

Exhausted.

Crumpled and Weary, I relent.

Than a voice…”Love”

“I have always been, ”

“Did you not hear my song”?

I replied “hear”? “No”,

“I’ve felt it and breathed it”.

“Knelt before it and drowned in it”,

“Made it my crusade to live for it.”

“My greatest Love, ”

“I’ve heard with my soul.”

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