Lifting (reprise)

by Jem Croucher

1 of 10 in the ‘Music II’ series from Jemverse

Like a strong hand to lift my soul
Music comes again
And as my rock begins to roll
Sunshine comes to play

Like a fishing net to catch my blues
Music drains away
All the cobwebs which have gathered
In the corridors of grey

Like a drum which beats a rhythmic sound
drowning my dismay
Music cleanses, music cleans
more than I can say

Like a sunbeam piercing stormy clouds
Cutting through the rain
Music is my heart and soul
My perfect summer’s day

©Jemverse

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