Sing Me to Heaven

In my heart’s sequestered chambers
Lie truths stripped of poet’s gloss
Words alone are vain and vacant
And my heart is mute

In response to aching silence
Memory summons half-heard voices
And my soul finds primal eloquence
And wraps me in song
Wraps me in song

If you would comfort me
Sing me a lullaby
If you would win my heart
Sing me a love song
If you would mourn me
And bring me to God

Sing me a requiem
Sing me to heaven

Touch in me
All love and passion
Pain and pleasure
Touch in me
Grief and comfort
Love and passion
Pain and pleasure

Sing me a lullaby
A love song
A requiem
Love me, comfort me
Bring me to God

Sing me a love song
Sing me to heaven

-Jane Griner