Millions would remain unsung,
Songs are as many in my heart,
As the golden rays of the sun.
I wish I could fly up in the sky,
And dance like light from cloud to cloud,
The melodies within my heart,
Sweet as any song out loud.
If I keep this locked within myself,
It seems that I must glow,
I feel no darkness in my soul,
No dim corners for gloom or woe.
Ecstasy pulses in my blood,
I pray that it may stay,
The joy, the peace, may it not cease,
When come the trials of the day.