My heart, be true… beat blue.
Beat the way that so few do.
Roll the cold breathless stones along my path into soft warm notes in a musical bath.
Hypnotize me with your sound… when I’m blind my way will be found.
Guide me past the world’s cloudy eyes… Protect me from its lightning judgments…
And the selfish thunder of lonely skies.
Let the peaceful drumming that you do be the only sound my feet march to.
Beat… true blue.
Never leave me in silence… ground my steps, keep me moving… drum me past envy and noisy suspicion.
When ignorant speculation becomes loudly unforgiving… steady my melody and watch me walk.
One foot forward… and then the other.
My heart, beat proudly.
Pound within me.
Drown out the world… drown out the fear, drown out the chords of hesitation.
Play a pulse that’s as pure as nude.
I’m passing tests, but need to rest… I have yet to really give my best.
Cradle my spirit within your rhythm.
My heart, be true… please heart, beat blue…
Your sound, my courage… your pulse, my truth.
Beat the way that so few do… drumroll my life through you.

Amber Guidara Copyright © 2011