Rhapsody Poem by Benoni Chortle

My voice is the paint
My hands are the brush
My songs are my plaint
My creation full of gush
This is my rhapsody

Silence is my canvas
I turn emotions into a song
A musical atlas
My heart pulsates like a gong
This is my rhapsody

Music is in my blood
Ideas in my brain
Creation, compositions flood
Let it fall like the rain
This is my rhapsody

Words are my actions
Poems are what I strum
Lyrics are the transformation
A song is the sum
This is my rhapsody

Yet I am a mere creation
A composition by the great composer
Christ set my life into motion
So that I could draw closer
This is my rhapsody

Author of music
Author of life
Cure my deafness with your acoustic
Cleanse my sins that was once rife
This is my rhapsody

This my story
This is my song
Use me for your glory
Where you are is where I belong
This is my rhapsody