Sing out in pitches
That ride a crescendo
And peep over the walls
Of the craters on the moon;
Sing out in tones
That perforate stone walls;
Sing out in voices
That pierce complacence;
Sing out in lyrics
That shatter statics;
Sing out in notes
That overtake ecstasy
And pass over
To sublime delights.
Sing out, sing out –
With upraised arms
And with upturned faces
Let fly the spirits
In paeans of joy.
Reminds me of the Mohawk Valley Choir concert we saw last Sunday- their voices rose with much emotion Patriotic, spirituals …Well done once aga
Thank you. This is high praise indeed.