Music in my Blood

For a minute I forgot where I came from
not the streets, or the hood, or a broken home
I came from love
from a love of two people expressing it endlessly
from a love of music that wafted through our home l
ike the smell of warm summer mornings
of my childhood hot pavement, cut grass, and lilac
It has always been more than home to me
it has been my haven and now no longer wrapped in that security
I long for the feeling of home again
In your arms you cradled me like my ears to the beat
encompassing the rhythms that made me tap my feet
to the echoes of yesterday through a speaker
We were raised on the words of James Taylor
and the melodies of Carol King,
The Wall of Pink Floyd
you gave us a ladder to climb over it
and see the horizon on the dark side of the moon.
Our home was never silent with mommy singing in the kitchen
off key but proudly kissing notes into the springs quiet breeze
she would sing stories written by others
my mother teaching us through song
that the secret of life is enjoying the passage of time
and it passed so quickly
fast forwarded through the heart ache
humming this stairway to heaven
where we were allowed to catch a glimpse
while riding the storm through the night
loud crashes and bright lights
it was our religion, no sunday mornings in church pues
we simply exchanged our faith in eachother
and my father with this same love of heartbeats
healing small hands with open hugs
he loved just as melodically
giving us hope in ourselves listening to Creedance
with a candle in the window because movement isn't negotiable
and change is gonna come whether we are ready or not
so we only get one more night
and somehow my parents figured out how to love just right
fully, unconditionally, without reservation
one nation under a grove and trust me our bodies move with rhythm
like heartbeats on warm summer mornings
beckoning for the birth of this melody
we made memories to soundtracks
playing out this past because baby what you want
is more than just respect and you will survive either way
and how sweet it is to be loved with every single breath you take
we learned to listen carefully to the secret message
played backwards in time on vinyl telling us to
stop, in the name of love
even if you still haven't found what you're looking for
you've gotta keep on movin on
cuz sittin in the morning sun watchin those ships roll in
isn't gonna take you higher
so even if you were born to walk alone
find the love of yourself
pledge it to everyone you meet on the street
because good days are around the bend
and we always see the sunshine through the rain