Today I sang Your song.
I knew it was Yours because it was composed of chords and melodies that I had never heard, tones and beats that painted colors that I could have never conceived on my own accord. I knew it was Your song because when I uttered the words they didn't make any sense at all, and when I sang them my soul wept and giggled at the same time. I knew it was Your song because I was conquered by emotion but also liberated by the tugging in my gut that whispered forcefully,
"louder! louder! louder!"...
With an initial burst, the chords and colors and laughter spewed forth.
Then the anthem went on for seconds, minutes and hours until my vocal chords gave out and all that was left was the faint echo of a refrain that forced my heart to feel.
I knew it was Your song because when the singing was done and I was seated alone in silence, I was reassured.
I was better even though I didn't feel all that bad before.
Today, I was compelled to sing Your song.
And somewhere in the sweet chaos of it all, I found my own.
I knew it was Yours because it was composed of chords and melodies that I had never heard, tones and beats that painted colors that I could have never conceived on my own accord. I knew it was Your song because when I uttered the words they didn't make any sense at all, and when I sang them my soul wept and giggled at the same time. I knew it was Your song because I was conquered by emotion but also liberated by the tugging in my gut that whispered forcefully,
"louder! louder! louder!"...
With an initial burst, the chords and colors and laughter spewed forth.
Then the anthem went on for seconds, minutes and hours until my vocal chords gave out and all that was left was the faint echo of a refrain that forced my heart to feel.
I knew it was Your song because when the singing was done and I was seated alone in silence, I was reassured.
I was better even though I didn't feel all that bad before.
Today, I was compelled to sing Your song.
And somewhere in the sweet chaos of it all, I found my own.
