My heart is singing a song,
Can you hear it?
It sings across time and through space.
It is the song I was born with,
Yet it will not die with me.
My song will go on,
Reverberating beyond the imagined universe
Where distant souls will catch the cadence
Of its call. And they will remember.
My song will make you weep,
It will raise you up,
You will laugh with joy,
You will smile as you recognise it,
Because somehow you know
You’ve heard my song before.
You already know me,
Remember sweet soul,
We are all One and this world
Of separation is illusion.
My song will help you see…
Trust me, let it speak
Its truth and allow you to unlock yours.
My song is a thing of sacred beauty,
Singing, harmonising, keeping beat
With the symphony of creation itself.
Its notes will cross galaxies,
Infusing the heavens
With a prayer of loving devotion.
I hear your song too,
It is beautiful beyond measure,
Your unique creation.
Yet it is not a song I hear with my ears,
Your divine signature tune
Was created as a wake up call,
A summons from the One Soul
To all of us.
We are both, you and I,
The songwriter, the singer and the audience,
That is the divine beauty that we create here.
We are all singing, every one of us,
And every time a new voice is raised,
The sacred song shifts to accommodate and embrace it.
And this song is the song of life,
It is God’s Eternal Love Song to us all,
And it is beautiful.
© Sue Claughton, 2016