When nagging and pleading has failed to produce results

You say you’re a musician

Well

I want to see you Soul-jamming

Mind-rocking

Transported

By the melody and the harmony and the

Sweet rhythm

Skating down the riffs

Floating in the joy of creating and expressing

Riding the sound waves

But if the music takes you

Why should I think

I would get a front row seat?

Perhaps you need to wait

Till your own lights guide you

Need to let it get dark enough

That the stars come out

Need me to let you free fall until 

the song catches you in its own necessity

It has to be your own.

©Wendy Mulhern
     July 1, 2011