The Musicmaker and Me

1-8-09
Dance with me
Lead me in this symphony we call life
I hear its song but can’t always find the rhythm
You are the leader I will try hard to follow
I will let you swing me out on the floor
Hold me close when I need to close my eyes
When I get dizzy slow the pace
Sometimes I look at other dancers
And wish I could dance like them
Sometimes I forget that I have the greatest partner
To dance with in the whole wide world
Because no one knows the music better than the composer

I want to sit alongside you on the piano bench
As the notes of my life spill from your fingertips
I know I can’t play but I will learn from you
Watch your hands dance and then do as you do
You will play something the angels sing from afar
As I struggle through twinkle twinkle little star
You will laugh at my novice fingers all lost
As I feel like I am tying them up in knots
You will take my hands and help me to play
As if I’ve been playing piano each day
Together the music will touch someone’s heart
If no one else, at least my heart is a start
The music we make will inspire me to play
The music I’ve heard, in the words that I say
Though I am no player a writer I am
Music’s not me but you’ve blessed my right hand
You’ve given me pens that on paper must write
With my words I hope I can help someone fly
To a place where they see you as I see you now
When they don’t have to wonder when, where, why, and how
They can simply forget all the things of this world
Forget the trials that leave their hearts twisted and curled
Crawl up in your lap or sit down beside you
And feel as loved as all people desire to
There in your lap they can share all their fears
Into your hands they can cry all their tears
They can come to you broken and leave your arms filled
Feeling blessed with a calling-- uniquely skilled
Knowing there is a song they were brought here to play
That can’t be perfected in one single day
We each have a voice, passion, gift, or a talent
That will leave this world better than we have found it
I hope that my words have said all he wants to be spoken
And they leave someone’s heart a little less broken
If just one person is a little bit touched
If someone’s inspired to pick up their paintbrush
Or go out and do what God sent them to do
Or wake up tomorrow a little less blue
If this poem in any way makes your eyes open
If it brings hope to someone that’s stopped hopin’
If it helps someone open their eyes in the morning
Who wakes up each day wishing they were still snoring
If it helps you to see God in a different light
In a special way like I saw him tonight
If something inside you compels you to rise
To see your life for a moment through heaven’s eyes
If all of this or any of this just happened to you
These words aren’t really mine just God shining through
No this poem didn’t take me too long to write
But these are God’s words on the screen-they aren’t mine
I feel so blessed to see God has spoken
Even these words have drawn my eyes open
Lord, thank you for playing the music I hear
Thank you for bringing the broken me near
Thank you for knowing the story in every tear
Thank you for coming and meeting me here