Is There Something That Needs to be Said ? (Lyrics by Michele Buchanan)

in a breaking of bread
tasting the flavors of time
a break of fast
morning brings the sighs
of the new moon rising
in the finishing of thoughts
that teach how to begin again
can we still hear the rose
moan in her cry
frozen still in her beauty
after trusting the rain
or the sound of the grass
once bending in the gentle breeze
now crunching under foot
is there something that needs
to be said
or is it just me who feels
the need to grow

(Michele Buchanan)