The Singer
by 
Zettel
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Posted: Tuesday, March 1, 2005 Word Count: 94 Summary: It has been suggested this came out like a song. Hence posting it here. Folk singer Nanci Griffith sings in one of her songs about a first love killed in a motorcycle accident on his way to take her to a high school prom. 100 songs and 30 years later, endlessly touring, she still sings that song. The rest is speculation. |
The Singer
Threads of experience
spin a strand of life
weaving dreams of sense
harmony from strife
Summer's passion fair
gentles Autumn's ease
past is ever there
sorrowing the leaves
Solitary light
shows a giving heart
walk with me tonight
share my world apart
Music my delight
playing my release
in my darkest night
I can still find peace
Wherever I may go
here's where I belong
do not whisper low
sing out loud and strong
Now a quiet space
all I have is gone
I recall his face
ever youthful John
Zettel 2005
Threads of experience
spin a strand of life
weaving dreams of sense
harmony from strife
Summer's passion fair
gentles Autumn's ease
past is ever there
sorrowing the leaves
Solitary light
shows a giving heart
walk with me tonight
share my world apart
Music my delight
playing my release
in my darkest night
I can still find peace
Wherever I may go
here's where I belong
do not whisper low
sing out loud and strong
Now a quiet space
all I have is gone
I recall his face
ever youthful John
Zettel 2005