To God's Ears
If I could trade my pen for flutes,
the ink would disappear
whose harmony no page beholds,
a rhapsody so clear
If I could trade my thoughts for sound,
an orchestra of one
my heart would fly inside my voice,
the searching all but done
If I could trade my words for notes,
and lettered verse for scores
celestial choirs would sing on high
—in tribute to my Lord
(First Book Of Prayers: December, 2021)
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