The Sharing

The Sharing I find that each of my songs is a collection of impressions, glimpses gleaned and gathered. And as the collection grows, life stirs and soon these impressions align and cry out for melody. And so, eventually, since they don’t easily give up these impressions, the song is born. And then the song is played, and again, and again to myself and for myself, as yet unshared. Is the song truly song if not shared, I wonder? Yes, it is. But sharing does give it another dimension. ____________________ The Words: I glean and I gather Sweet moments alive to savor and sing you for a while until it is over They shine and they glitter They fade and revive to find and to comfort you awhile until it is over And with a heartful of things to say I have rivers to tell but if I can’t begin I may as well be gone With love as my fortress and song as my guise if I could just share a little while into it is over And while that tenderness is hard to find is so hard to show is so hard to know I find that nonetheless to dream about but to do without is harder still Ulf Wolf January 1998/May 2015 Copyright © 2015 by Wolfstuff