All our living days
We move to the rhythms
Of life's ochestral rainfalls
We dance to God's awesome baseline
High upon the flexing fingers of harps
Strumming soothing songs
Our lives dance in staccato
And our hearts allign steadfastly
To the sounds of heaven's soprano
Joy and peace, Weariness and pain
That depends on the music
Your heart is hearing
Marriage is music
Life is music
Love is music
Who's conducting your music?
Who's pulling your strings?
What rhymes are you hearing?
How do you keep the music playing?
Hearing the sound of faith
In the hall of God's Ultimate Love
(c) George H. Ashiru
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