True Voice

Written 1994

Verse 1:
at times my writing feels like just pretty little phrases
with rhymes that so conveniently bind words to other words
my mind continues pushing while my heart is silent

Refrain:
but the true voice needs no embellishing
it stands alone in touch with everything
the true heart sings loudly without fear
a beacon or a vision that anyone can hear

Verse 2:
the pen glides swiftly through another broken sentence
blind and deaf I'm searching for the perfect thing to say
pen scratching onward straying further from the truth


Refrain.

Verse 3:
sometimes it's hard to tell if what I write is beauty
or a glossed over entanglement wrought by a desperate mind
that's when I have to let go and simply let it be

Refrain.