Dreaming Out Loud

Country music playing on the radio, 
Daytime sliding into night 
Through the muted haze 
Of a quiet evening rain 
In the silence of a lonely spring night 
Where sleepless winds hang 
From budding branches

Hush, 
If you listen with your heart 
You will hear the whisper 
Of memories 
Forged in the early hours 
Of beginning days
 
If you listen, in the darkness, 
You will hear the murmur 
Of dreams, 
Drifting through the night, 
Voiced in a language of desire 
And passion, and Love. 



Janet Reid
june 2009