No Song, No Tears

Originally posted on Source of Inspiration:


Oh how I want to
sing Your glory but
this frozen throat
can make no sound
my eyes can shed no tears.
What words can I say
what music is worthy
of the Creator of All?
My song would be but
a squeaking mouse
my tears of joy, desert sand.

Yet You whisper to me
that I am Beloved
the slightest sound
a symphony when I
utter it with love.

Sing your song of love
for Me, My Child, shed
your tears of joy
for each note, each
tear is but an echo
of the love I have for you
and will through all the years.

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