The sacred night

By some mysterious hand my fingers and brain have played a duet with the cacophonous clank of the sunday breeze in my mind;And,therefore I have witnessed myself write another song I am very happy to share.Sometimes it feels like songs write themselves.It's a much better way to say what I'm experiencing.So I'm go-in to do that but I have not felt this effusive and galloping in the channels where thought and emotion commingle.I long for the song to convey the essence of myself............