The song that sings inside me.

The song that sings inside me
Is bright and gay and strong.
It comes from many cultures,
To whom I now belong.

An ancient tune I 'm thinking,
With words not quite defined.
But still I understand them.
They come from my whole mind.

I sing each night and morning
A love song to my Lord.
He joins me with His blessings,
A note of one accord.

The song that sings inside me
Plays on eternally.
It rings with joy and laughter,
And knows not misery.

It bubbles away troubles.
It fizzes away fears.
It even makes me younger
By several million years!

How silly you might say
To think that this is true.
The song that sings inside me
Is you!

Written 2/21/99
Janet E. Spiller