Sing Fine Phrases


Sing fine phrases,
Loosing to the wind
Those thoughts dearest to our
Innermost Hearts,
Which 'tis best we do not loose
Perhaps...
But in the end, they must come out,
For to leave them unspoken to death
Would be too great a burden.
Let them emerge,
ethereal and complete,
In your art, your poetry,
The way in which you lead your life.