That Song

There’s a song – wordless;
It haunts me at odd hours,
And brings tears to my eyes;
It wrestles reason to the ground,
And dances all over my emotions;
It takes my frustrations,
And makes them of no consequence;
Then it sets its sights on my fears,
And chases them down with melodic whips;
It settles down on my doubts,
And wears them out and down to dust;
It lingers on after I wake,
Less overpowering, falteringly subtle;
Real, but just a little out of reach.
I’ll liken the memory of it to lazy flames,
Dancing slowing to tunes I can not make out;
It promises to get lively though,
If I bring some fuel and give it some attention.

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