Listening To Susan Boyle's Voice

Yessiree, I'm really free

loving myself, no referee

apparent as judge or criticism

neutrality brings witticism

I love myself in unity

coming together for all to see

Love, the glue for the sole, the shoe

representing the earthly you

Loving myself, I honour God

life in the earth, connecting rod

I walk, I feel, alive appeal

the power, the Source, the only real

What is it that this day will bring?

so full of love, magnetic string

Such wonders are the soul's choice

Just listen to Susan Boyle's voice

A single stream of unity

A smile, Source floating free

millions of viewers seeking peace

Within these hearts is love's release

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[Linda]

A Poem for Susan Boyle

They looked, they stared, their minds made up
At what they thought they saw
A lady old and passed it
Stood still on the stage floor

She held a mike, tight in her hand
Told them of her ambition
They laughed and jeered and sniggered too
With smiles that held derision

What have we here? They thought just that
She can’t be any good
She’s not made up, her hair’s not styled
It was just the way she stood

The first bars played and silence reigned
Throughout the packed theatre
They thought that they would laugh
And things would not get better

But what came next was pure delight
Her voice broke into song
Their eyes lit up, their jaws dropped low
They realised they’d been wrong

They judged her by the way she dressed
The way she looked on stage
They judged her like a book
But didn’t turn the page

What was inside, they hadn’t seen
They overlooked one thing
Although she didn’t look the part
That lady sure could sing

[Carlann]

Thank you Linda.
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