Wednesday, December 20, 2006

The Ceremony of Song

It is a unity, a felloship, a congregation of souls.
Expression of the one entreated to the whole.
Hand in hand they march to the beat
Across the bridge,
But the bridge cracks,
The bough breaks and they fall,
Into the arms of sound.

Under one chorus they marry,
The treble to the base.
Under its light they consumate.
The whole becomes one.
The soul becomes flesh.
The notes are gathered together.

All good music is a ceremony;
An aching of the heart unveiled.
People gathering together,
Under the light of one chorus.

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