The Day Played Its Own Song

That day

He woke up with a song
spilling out of his pocket.
It was not an old song.
He heard a new song.
There was a clear ringing
Of triumphant chorus.

It lifted him
And encouraged his work.
Steered his talents
With a wisp of a melody.
It supported him with harmony
During his doubts.

After he saw the day
Had sung its own good song
He thanked God for the music.
He wrote it down
So it will live
With the history of what happened.

That day.