Words to write upon this page
scatter like the wind
    on rainy days
       Who knows from where
           they come
       They come
My heart takes wing
     and a song is
          born
Always music, music, music
       these words
     that scatter like the wind
I reign them in
     sometimes jiggling
     sometimes reluctant
yet they come always
        subservient 
        and insistent
Yet they come