Higher Ground

You listen to the music but 

the music makes you feel

Reveals impressions from within

You didn’t know were hidden beneath

the skin.

Our outermost layer seems thicker than it really is, somehow.

We think that it can hide all that resides,

We cover and nurture our covering 

More than we do our own thoughts,

To try our hand at protecting those.

Some will say songs are songs

Just vibrations,

Nouns and verbs

And the things we hear,

They’re just sounds, combined

They’re just words aligned.

But when the right place meets the right space

Our ears give way to steps

Give way to action.

And these words I heard

Mixed with beat and harmony

Gave rise to my spirit’s melody,

to its comedy and tragedy.

I can’t say I’m happy for it,

and I won’t say that I’m not,

But it’s nice to see You here -

Thanks for meeting me,

just in time.

And if You would be so kind 

as to sing Your song to me,

Your dear heart’s whispering

And take my flimsy skin

And plastic case

My unsaid hurts

And just replace

All that is false

And fake I’ve found

And lead these sounds

To higher ground.

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For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
    neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord.
For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
    so are my ways higher than your ways
    and my thoughts than your thoughts. (Isaiah 55:8-9)