i shall . . .

[Bill]

i shall . . .

i shall catch a star for you
to un-tether your dreams
that you may believe once again
in whatever your heart deems

i shall dust off my flute
and purse my lips
and play the sweet songs
that sails magic ships

i shall go to the garden
and extract life’s hues
that you may taste the fruit
of that which you choose

i shall gather the song birds
perched on love’s vine
as we dance to the joy
of their music divine

i shall gather the brooks
as they run to the spring
we shall quench our spirit
with the melody they sing

i shall light all the rainbows
with their promise and gold
as i open my heart
that you i may enfold

i shall sequester the moon
and it’s serenade of light
that we may bathe
in the stillness of night

i shall speak to my Sun
before he does rise
as we gently awaken
and open our eyes

i shall do for you
all my every things
for you are the one
for which my soul sings

i shall . . . for “I AM”

(c) 2010 : William S. Peters, Sr.


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