A way has to be opened in me
That goodness can flow through
So words can move through
And not stop up the natural flow
Which is gracious in its effusion.
A fount has to be released in me
A wellspring for music
So my heart can skip again
Can it be weightless
Floating above the memories
I see them below but they cannot touch me.
A way has to be opened in me.
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