There is a hymn inside my heart that begs to be sung,
Waiting for my wobbly fingers to strum
The strings of my soul’s discordant melody.
But my lips refuse to sing the notes
That would pull my soul out of the void;
For though it badly needs to hear the music
It fears the thundering boom of the drums.
So I sit around, hoping for someone to play a song
All the while knowing it’s got to be me;
I wait here, daydreaming for a concerto
All the while knowing my ears have become deaf
To the music of the life around me.
Tell me, how can I sing my heart’s tune
Without first fixing the pitch of my thoughts?
I’ve forgotten my lines, I can’t relate to the melody;
Sing to me, sing to me so that I may remember
That there is a hymn that begs to be sung within me.
Originally titled, “Hymn Within Me.” First posted in my POETRY BLOG and in my MAIN BLOG.
//Sherma E. Benosa
18 May 2008; 5:46pm
All rights reserved.
lala,
lala lala
lala lala.
lala,
lala lala
lala lala.
Hey Buddy! Let me guess the song you have in mind.
Is that the lalalalalalala of the song “Hey Jude”? Hey Jude don’t take it bad… take a sad song and make it better~~
Or may be that of “All of a Sudden”?
~~All of a sudden, it was yours and mine….
Hehehehehe!
Or of the Tagalog song, “Kikay”?
Eh, VF?
Or may be that of “Loving You”?
~Loving you, is easy coz you’re beautiful…..
Lalalalala, lalalalala
It can be both Buddy, ‘ketchup-to-yu. It can be Beat-less or Beatles’. But for sure I’m bugged hehehe!
Bugged? So maybe you mean beetles? Not Beatles?
Ow, sorry. Forgot you’re TRYING to be creative… hehehehe
oh, i loved to know I could relate to when you wrote, “Tell me, how can I sing my heart’s tune Without first fixing the pitch of my thoughts?”
makes me think of one of my old sunday school verses “commit your works unto the Lord and your thoughts will be established”…which tells me that even if I can’t hear the song, I shall sing and the tune will resound from within!!!
[ps...i love to sing but I incessantly make up my own words to songs and subsequently drive my husband NUTS!!!]
You Are Bagged!
Du
Dududududuuuuu!
That was very well-written, BrainTeaser. You have an incredible talent for artistic expression. I especially loved the realistic sense of struggle in the stanzas, which was very well done.
A lovely poem ~ I especially like the last verse.
thank you for sharing.
henry
@ Cathi! Good morning to you. It’s so great seeing your laughing pic in my recent comment board! Welcome, welcome. And thank you so much. I like what you said. It’s uplifting.
And you made me laugh too! You must be a good lyricist. Hehehee. Me, I love to sing, but I do so only in my mind. My vocal chords… argh… they’re not musically inclined! It doesn’t stop me from singing at the top of my lungs, though. In my mind. 
@NorEaster! Hello again, my friend. I hope everything is well over there, like it is here.
Thank you so much. There is a constant struggle within us, I think. And the humble thing to do is recognize and accept it, and ask for God’s guidance. Only then can we have the necessary strength to settle our human issues. What do you think?
@Soul Merlin. And thanks to you too, Henry. I’m very glad to have you in my blog. I love reading your pieces.
Thank you.
You all made my day.
Hey Buddy. YOU bagged me? Or you mean you DREAM of bagging me?
I knew it. You think I am some great award.
TSUP!
Tsup?
That’s the best sinner’s plea you ever wrote!
‘want another song Buddy?
OH, but never underestimate the power of “i’m alone in the car and no one can hear me” singing!
Oh yeah! I forgot about that!
Hmmm… thanks, Cath!
Hey VF! Sure, Buddy.
Let your voice be heard
If we wait until everything is ‘just perfect’ before beginning something nothing will ever be done
Having said that not everyone is best suited to singing
… or should that be that a large number of people may have problems with their hearing??
Let your Heart do the singing Sherma!
… and those thundering drums??? it’s just the loud beating of your heart, as a fear makes your pulse ‘race’…
love
<B
I was looking at your poem again and I noticed a couple of lines that were brilliant. Every poem needs a line that wraps up and encapsulates the whole piece.
Dylan Thomas was excellent at this, his last line in the poem “Fern Hill” (the first poem I read and still my all-time favourite) he writes:
“Time held me Green and Dying, though I sang in my Chains like the Sea.”
You have given me the same feeling within me with you wonderful lines:
“Tell me, how can I sing my heart’s tune
Without first fixing the pitch of my thoughts?”
that is such a good line
henry
hey, but what about ‘MAKE A JOYFUL NOISE’??? This said nothing about beautiful, lovely, sing-song, or pleasing to the ear, now did it????
BT this is awesome..headed to check out your poetry blog…you are very gifted! I love visiting here.
@lovewillbringustogether
“Let your voice be heard”
BT: HELLOOOO! ‘loooooo! looooooo! CAN YOU HEAR MEEE? meee, meeee, meeee.
“If we wait until everything is ‘just perfect’ before beginning something nothing will ever be done”
BT: Yay! I completely agree.
“Having said that not everyone is best suited to singing … or should that be that a large number of people may have problems with their hearing??”
BT: I think it’s the latter. No, I am SURE it’s the latter.
“Let your Heart do the singing Sherma!
Big, big thanks. (Now, I’m talking both in the literal and spiritual sense. In my earlier posts here, I was just talking in the literal sense. 
Singing in the spiritual sense doesn’t require a good voice (unless you’re part of the church choir). All I need is a humble heart who accepts my faults and is willing to fix the pitch of my thoughts.)
… and those thundering drums??? it’s just the loud beating of your heart, as a fear makes your pulse ‘race’…”
BT: I’m heeding your advice, Friendster. Sure, I am.
@SOUL MERLIN
Hello, friend! You humble me.
I’d love to read that poem. I’ll ask you for the permalink if I can’t find it myself, please? 
That line is my favorite, too. Acceptance of our failures/ weaknesses/sins is not enough. We have to be willing to fix them, and to change. We need not fear the booming drums, that’s just fear, as lovewillbringustogether has pointed out. It could also be just our pride. We do this (fix and change) and the hymn within us will come out freely, and I’m sure it will be a beautiful melody.
@Cathi: Ah, so true, so true! There is something good and uplifting with joyful noise. You seem like a very happy person! That’s so great!
Cheers!
@Darla: Wow! I am so glad you’re here! It’s been a while. Thanks, Darla. See you around.
Hmmm… You’re going to my poetry blog? Great!
Hope you’ll find things you like. I wish you understand our language (Ilokano) coz I think my ilokano stuff are more soulful. 
Keep coming back, folks! You are always welcome here!
Love yah all!
I love reading your words, Sherma. You capture my feelings and express them in ways I struggle to do.
I created your Picassohead this morning – it doesn’t really capture your beauty, but I gave it my best shot:
http://www.mrpicassohead.com/canvas.html?id=59b922d&skin=original
Dang, you wrote that? Very cool!
MICHELLE! Good morning! I’m so overwhelmed. You really are an artist! No, you didn’t capture my beauty. You made me look beautiful. You are seeing me through eyes that highlight the beauty of everyone. That is truly amazing. (I am beginning to realize that since I became part of our little community, amazing has become my fave word. You guys amaze me so.)
Now, back to the art. I really need to find out how to capture that like Mandy said and save it as an image.
Love you, Michelle. It’s so nice waking up in the morning to a friend’s visit… plus a bonus of a very beautiful gift.
Thank you! God bless….
BRADRUGGLES! Good morning to you too. How are you?
Yes, I did write that. I can’t explain how, but one time the wind just seemed to whisper the words into my ears. I simply put them on paper.
Glad you like it.
Hope to see more of you.
Hey Buddy, try singing this song: (hope it works)
Hi Buddy!
Watched it. Thank you so much for sharing.