The Song Remains

Voices gather at the front of the sanctuary
longing to lift a harmony pleasing to the gods.

They sing of kingdoms and realms yet to be
and how praise can be lifted to the heavens.

The choir stands firmly on earth slightly circled
around one who waves a rhythm in the air.

One voice cracks on the downbeat following a rest
and others smile through their notes.

The song constructed from the movement of air
remains floating upward through the roof to the skies.