Common Time Poem by Allesandra Patti

Common Time

When I think back upon my childhood fears,
Rejoicing that those nightmare years have fled
My soul to dwell in unknown realms instead,
My heart leaps up with joy for future years,
No longer dreaded as a blackened pit
In which all terrors hide. No more the why
And wherefore or lonely nights' woeful lie
I once believed to be a gospel writ
Of gravitas, for you are here with me:
My brave troubadour, hungering for new
Horizons, thirsting to discover blue
Lagoons steeping in music's mystery,
And now conducting love in twinning rhyme -
The measure of our hearts in common time.