Friday, May 25, 2012

An Instrument of Beauty

Oh the joy you bring to my life
My beautiful six stringed friend
Connection at my fingertips
My heart and soul transcend

You sat silent most my life
Few fingers to express
The capacity within you
The beauty you possess

But now you are my voice
My solace and my guide
Your companionship a treasure
I pray I never set aside

Caressing your gentle strings
My heart is happy and whole
You weave my inner melody
Strumming the music of my soul