In the clandestine
Of your orchestra
One segment soul sings
Lifts my longing to know you more
For it is the only relief that is king
If my mother would grant me
The gift of her daughter soul
Would my presence be able to withstand
All the blessings that she holds?
There is just one look she passed down to me
The queen to her daughter told
It is with your heart you will smile at him
It is with your heart and soul
And my father told me listen
With the eyes and yes the heart
You will know exactly what to say
With truth you will win her heart
And perhaps one day
You will understand
That we make our way
And do withstand
Becoming the cosmic of your own
And then too if life sees it fit
Through knowledge you will expand.
Christopher Baird--all rights reserved.
Copyright, 2013, Written on January 16th, 2013.
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