Within my soul I have always heard
a quiet voice and celestrial sounds,
Sweet, etherial, unworldly tones
yet left within and in me found.
Standing on shore a sunset enveloping,
angelic voices fill air and space,
praising the universe for gifts unseen
revolving unnoticed by veiled hearts and faces.
My heart must sing the songs confided,
the words entwined tightly in the rest,
the vibrations, intonations, emotions of life,
in the music created and living in the blessed.
For I am not alone in privilege entrusted
with vibrant notes resounding within,
with human inadeqacies the blessed persevere
recreating the music from where it began,
Placed in our hearts that are always full
of the stories we know we must retell
and the songs we embody within our spirits
whose magnificent sounds we know so well.
Marcia M. Froio
Friday, January 8, 2010
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