The Epiphany Sings
I peruse through the selections
Trying to find the one that fits.
The way I feel in this moment,
The touch, the look, the kiss.
And I’m drawn into the depths,
The vastness of knowledge and thought
Passion and feeling, logic and reason,
Sorting through what is truth and what is not.
And then it comes to me suddenly,
In a song that never meant anything before.
In an instant my whole world has changed,
All because of you and this new open door.
I crave every minute with you
And the magic that being here brings.
You turn meaningless songs into angels
Who dance when the epiphany sings.
ShySpark 