~ ACOUSTIC FIRE ~

I want to whisper of the music
Lilting in my soul
That Love that soars
Within the perfect blending
Of bronze-wound strings
Upon woven waves of old
Where
The strings themselves
Sing
Far beyond the energy shared
When conveying
My truest heart
In the whole range of Mozart
Of the mystical vibrations
Of music's limitations
Slicing their way ever-so-gently
Into acoustic guitar
Heaven
Where God stirs the musical soup
From which the bronze
Was first created
And afforded my soul's
Six-String
The opportunity to touch
The hearts
Of All my brothers
And sisters
Listening
To the one,
True,
Universal language ~

Tony Taylor