05 Feb 2009
This orchestra in my heart
English, Hope, Life, Love, Music, Pain, Sad
This orchestra in my heart..
Can be heard playing in the dark.
Gently stroking the harp of hope..
Two strings left on this violin.
They really wanted us to win..
In this tug of war of
rising and falling
rising again.
Gently you continue to sway..
Your soft strokes
as if sailing on a calm bay.
The war is over ..
On this Island.
Yet where can we go to hear
The harp of hope
And no one crying?
In this chapter you will read
verse 19 thru 23.
How I negotiated with the Captain
to let it just happen.
Peace..
For years we starved without a crust of bread
even though
it was the war we really dread.
The harp of hope I can still hear..
Playing loudly in chime
with the cannons near.