Why does it happen?
I sit happily writing
Or reading poems
When a sound comes,
Comes from the radio,
A sound that stops me
And pulls me,
Pulls me into its glory.
Once more it has happened.
I heard,
I stopped,
I listened,
I felt.
I was in awe
As that voice sailed,
Sailed through my soul
Into my heart.
Such a wonderful voice,
Once again I am amazed,
Amazed by music.