For Every True Day

You are in my head for every true day Playfully on for inspirations here Going to the pages that never will stay Everything of a song fulfilled somewhere Yesterday was down inside our words Making some wings of wondering and giving Love that was of heart like flying birds Everything inside sentences living You and I through all this endless rime Giving what it takes to make songs in line Coming through the pondering in the beat of time Like the clouds of drifting or its sunshine Winter dreams are glowing to the endless plough Filling every dream with their lines to insight We have the entire world to make soft and rough Sketching times and words in their rightful light Full of illumination in the years showing Through the achievements of each piece In the ways of the light and going That each love song can please So much into the things of music As comes and goes by in its lick Weaving songs with our words in dreaming From the night that goes on here and by Every glow now faraway only seeming When dark is on move on the sky