A last exchange between a woman and her muse. |
Hand & Heart Come to me he sang My muse, I will give you wings We will fly together Hand and heart I will give you words Tears roll down my face Years of pain, Years of hate Don’t cry my love My angel my sweet, I will give you peace He took me into his open arms, And yet, I pulled away He smiled a loving, knowing smile, and turned to face a new day You’ve done well, My muse whispered to me But now it is time to leave He ascended to heaven As if walking on clouds But when he came to the gate he looked down He stared longingly at me Then smiling sadly My muse sang I loved you my hand I lived in your heart But now we will forever be apart Pain took residence in his eyes As he walked through the gates I felt my heart begin to break So alone I felt then My heart had left me My hand never drew words again But still in my mind I hear at night What song I cannot in my heart He’s calling me, singing to me Come to me I will give you wings We will fly together hand and heart I will give you words Don’t cry my love My angel my sweet I will give you peace I loved you my hand I lived in your heart But now we will forever be apart |