a willing liberation

    you think the music stops when you must go
    each of us has a tiny part to play
    but cannot step beyond the scenes we know

    your wisdom reaches only down below
    and works under the light of common day
    you think the music stops when you must go

    no one will falter under every blow
    and there are minds that map the complex way
    but cannot step beyond the scenes we know

    learning's the mode for each of us to grow
    and every hand is taught to mould the clay
    you think the music stops when you must go

    the grass revives beneath the weight of snow
    while bulky cattle learn to feed on hay
    but cannot step beyond the scenes we know

    it does not matter whether fast or slow
    the ending comes in a clear fade to grey
    you think the music stops when you must go
    but cannot step beyond the scenes we know

(C)2008, Ledgister Fragano