Between the Notes

Our love stands as tall as the far away mountains,

Haloed in clouds, toes dug in the earth.
Our love still sparkles like dewdrops and fountains,

Blessings of laughter, a wellspring of mirth.

Arms flung so wide they could wrap round the planet,

Gather me in with a breath and a sigh.

I can’t help but wonder how I could stand it,

If you travelled on and left me behind.

Don’t waste your tears on what hasn’t happened,

There’s sorrow enough to go all around.

No use in borrowing troubles imagined,

Or weeping for heartache you haven’t yet found.

So shake off the shivers and let’s go out dancing,
Music will chase away dark thoughts and gloom.

Between the notes, the balm of silence,
And we’ll turn away fear as we spin round the room.

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Sarah Gowan  September 2017

I wrote a tune called "Tilting Summer In" that fits this poem pretty well.