Wings of Time

We're riding on the wings of time
each newborn star will chime
in tones that form a harmony
composed of you and me

I hear your voice ring true and clear
from heart of mattered form so dear
to heal even mother earth
in songs of her rebirth

Deity supplies the inspiration
for songs of heart's creation
and every ear will hear this pure, clear tone
for you sing into the microphone

and speakers blast through mind's illusions
re-ordering the mass confusion
born of herd mentality
Your bardic voice sets spirits free

and your golden tones are lifting me
to just where we are meant to be
one of heart and mind and soul
flesh on flesh, creating whole

of infinite, eternal time
while metered rhythm rhymes
and our harmony will chime
for what is yours and mine

flows within these feelings of
this passionate, eternal love

? Michaelette ?

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