Sigil Of Song

I find the gift
Waiting by a waterfall
A window left open
A melody left behind

Far into the night
I pause aloft
Neither sound nor touch
In a sea of aged light

Bodies move empty
In circles repeating
All feeling lost
Their music decayed

So hollow the sight
My eyes wane and resign
Till lightning rod notes
Entremble my night

I dive for their source
Unafraid of the light
Rekindled within me
To the sigil of song

And the waterfall opens
The window now beckons
Its melody shatters every frown
Every tear

I ache for the echo
Of merriment captured
A magnet of music
That makes my heart shift

And I find the gift
Amid waterfall's flow
Love's cadence renewed
For my gift is you