Notes spilling from hands
Like a fountain
Liquid and light-drenched
Or a stream tumbling over mountain rocks
And crashing into a valley below,
Gathering speed & force
And then slowing to
Melt smoothly
Over valley stones broad and glistening.
The notes come from His hands
And spin through human fingers -
Untangling -
Freeing themselves -
Released into the earth’s air.
The Giver of all good things -
The Creator of beauty -
And dancing lights –
And heavenly sounds -
How grateful we are!
8-1-08
Like a fountain
Liquid and light-drenched
Or a stream tumbling over mountain rocks
And crashing into a valley below,
Gathering speed & force
And then slowing to
Melt smoothly
Over valley stones broad and glistening.
The notes come from His hands
And spin through human fingers -
Untangling -
Freeing themselves -
Released into the earth’s air.
The Giver of all good things -
The Creator of beauty -
And dancing lights –
And heavenly sounds -
How grateful we are!
8-1-08
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