Stave

Empty stave waiting
characters generated,
flowing melody.
When I left out,
I leave my heart open the door.
Open the door of life
flow of music from inside me.
Limited to the world of love,
without a compass passing
stray from the path of the people.

For some, they arrived at the
audacious rains.
Arrived at the glut of the field,
are flooded rivers.
I look forward to a flood of notes
inside me, song
undulating melody.
Dancing in the bars of my book.