Color Pulse

There is love in my heart

a sound

a song

a taste of sweet colors

Chords crash through my mind

A rainbow hides 'neath my eyelids

I feel light melting from my fingers

Sound spraying through my mind

Close your eyes!

Black canvas all around

Sprayed full with life

formed full by passion's eye

A song beats through my heart

it claps about my ears

I see the sound in full color

I feel the song in deepest depth

I have no way to express the song

for no music do I play

The song is what I see 

The sound is color, the notes manifest

The rhythm of  life

longs to be birthed by a vessel

The song that longs to be seen, heard

is trapped because of deaf ears

The breath of the ages

The song all of nature sings

is made mute

by our untrained, unseeing eyes

The colors of the sky's pulse

never pierce our conscience eye

The synesthetic throb of the worlds

is drowned out by our counter-babel

My eyes know, and open to see

What songs the world sings

My heart is open to the pulse all 'round me 

In it, I will thrive with life

© copyright by Michèle Aimée Lahaie, 2009