There's music in a whispered voice... 
She is the muse of the song.

Weaving beauty into the tapestry of creation,
and a thread of new music enters your dream.

She sparks your soul, melding thought, light and sound,
Then, like a wisp, she vanishes into the wind.

Spellbound, enchanted by the magic of the song
Singing, singing, singing for the joy.

The last rays of sunset are racing through the night
to rejoin the sky song of sunrise, of muse light!

[sax and flute]

There's music in a whispered voice... 
She is the muse of the song.

And maybe you'll see her or hear her at dawn,
and likewise be entranced by the sight of her song.

Amid gentle shades and swirling hues
All share a moment when the song and singer fuse.

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