stars shining right above you
Hold your soul open for my welcoming.
Let the quiet of your spirit bathe me
With its clear and rippled coolness,
That, loose-limbed and weary, I find rest,
Outstretched upon your peace, as on a bed of ivory.
Let the flickering flame of your soul play all about me,
That into my limbs may come the keenness of fire,
The life and joy of tongues of flame,
And, going out from you, tightly strung and in tune,
I may rouse the blear-eyed world,
And pour into it the beauty which you have begotten
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The Giver of Stars by Amy Lowell
All that glitters
wallpaper of another age
when puttin’ on the Ritz
meant holy nights complete with chandeliers
were just a little bit more glam
than a stable song can offer
release your fears
being stuck in a former era
can feel like shackles
to a girl wild and free
the undergrounded underbelly is never as shiny
as it looks to the spectators
waving and clapping outside of the painted glass
how much is that doggie in the window?
doesn’t really matter one little bit…
all good things are wild and free
come to heaven’s gate and be awe struck with this true wonder
of what is living right beyond your singular vision
the music plays on underneath your feet
nothing oh nothing is impossible
if you’re ready to believe
🎄
Amy Lloyd
life: acoustic & amplified 