Seasons Sing in Four-Part Harmony
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Seasons sing in four-part harmony, Ending with a coda full of light, A hymn to joy upon a long, cold night, Shining like a candle annually. Of course, they don't sing simultaneously, Nor can one without love hear them aright, Singing through the blessings and the blight, Glad tidings joined imaginatively. Rejoice, then, as the angels do, in music, Even in your silence full of song. Every season has its canticle That fits into the glory of the whole. Infinity is yours, if you would choose it, Nestled into moments short and long, Grace embedded in each miracle Singing to the senses of the soul. Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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