Musician of My Soul Twenty Years Later

Musician of my Soul....Twenty Years Later

In the private recesses

of my mind,

you have remained safely hidden away.

I placed you high upon a shelf,

tucked behind pictures

I refused to look at;

music I would no longer let myself hear.

I covered your memory;

until you were obscured from my view,

from my mind.

You, my musician, with your melancholy horn;

remained safely where I needed you to be...

...no more tears

...no more waiting

...no more longing for you.

my life moved on;

the stage although different,

became very familiar...

very safe.

In the private recesses of my mind,

your cry, like the whisper of the wind;

beckoned me,
from years gone by.

I began to take a peek;

then, longing to know more;

began seeking you out with obsessive curiosity...

still, I remained safely hidden

in the fortress of anonymity

I'd created

Then one night, our story turned full circle.

The long drawn out cry of a saxophone

echoed from the hollows of my soul.

With brave resolve,

I found you,

your voice drawing me in,

I called again,

and again.

Finally, I mustered the courage to leave you a secret;

a name that only my musician would know....

with no regrets,y

only a curiosity,

long aroused, at last I slept.

Like magic and a dream come true...
I awaken in the morning to you.

Once again, my heart hears your voice,

I see you

I feel you

I touch you...

the passage of time becomes nothing,
as my heart recognizes the music

my soul has yearned for.

Unexpectedly, irrevocably

I am once again, sitting at your stage,

waiting,

      hoping,

            praying...

your stories, your music, your life,

I am captivated,

moved.....

and hold my breath once again,

waiting for the next moment,

I can see you,
feel you,

touch you.

Too late, I recognize my inability

to find my way back

to where this journey began.

Twenty years later

you remain,

the one and only,

musician of my soul.

                                                rzm

                                   ~  daisygirl77reflections