He's my favorite singer and songwriter. He writes the most beautiful poetry. How about this one:
Now the pages have faded, the story grows cold
And the plot falls to ashes like the ruins of old
Those rats in my rafters, they're after my shoes
And anything else they can find on the shelf
I've said they could use --Long Way Back Home
The minstrel of the dawn is here
To make you laugh and bend your ear
Up the steps you'll hear him climb
All full of thoughts, all full of rhymes
Listen to the pictures flow
Across the room into your mind they go
Listen to the strings
They jangle and dangle
While the old guitar rings --The Minstrel of the Dawn
My own attempt at songwriting did not produce such wonderful results, but I'm going to go out on a limb and share it with you anyway. Here is the love song that belongs in this scene of The Ransomed Returning:
Find the Stars
By Angie Lofthouse
Living in the darkness, cut off from the light,
Distances between us more vast than space and time.
We never tasted freedom, each a captive in our way.
What turn of fate of fortune's wheel brings us here today?
Was it Heaven's hand that led you?
Did it take you by surprise?
Because I could never find the stars
'Til I saw them in your eyes.
Don't hide yourself away, my love. Don't turn from me and run.
Take my hand and breathe the wind, taste the rain, and touch the sun.
Take my hand and let's explore this world we've never known,
And when I take you in my arms, you'll know that you've come home.
Come now, close the distance.
Shatter the spaces that keep us apart.
Feel the laughter, feel the love
That's hidden in your heart.
The stars will roll above us, the earth beneath our feet.
We'll find our way along the path to make us both complete.
Life is ripe now for the plucking. Don't let it go to waste.
The love that you and I could share will have the sweetest taste.
Well, there you go. I doubt I'll take up poetry any time soon, but it was kind of fun for a change of pace. I gave up on trying to write music for it. I think I'll give it to my songwriting son and let him come up with a melody for me. I don't think I'll include the entire song in the book. It's too long. I'll just insert a verse and the chorus or something like that.
I'll leave you with a little Gordon Lightfoot, if you like