Beautiful Voice, sing to me once more
in this exquisite morning.
Slender leaves of the tall oleander rest
motionless, unable to follow the wind’s demands
because of your song’s enchantment.
Birds hang still in the air, wings extended
as if in flight, but halted in time by the
melody rising higher and higher into
the cloudless blue sky.
The echo of your song flows down from the
mountain, washing the valley in
joy and wonder. Deer and bear pause their
foraging, stand motionless in awe while
forests of pine and clusters of aspen
bow to the grandeur of this magical moment.
O Beautiful Voice, your song embraces the
depths of all being and we are breathless,
stunned into an astonishment of the Sacred.
Sing! Beautiful Voice
Beautiful! Sounds as though you were inspired by Michael Crawford. SING!!!!!
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So many beautiful voices around us! Peace to you today.
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What a beautiful picture you are able to paint with words. Thank you for the lovely way to begin the day. Linda
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Thank you. I have lots of friends who provide the inspiration, not to mention our amazing setting here. Glad you are one of them.
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These images are wonderful and so refreshing. Thank you. Lynne
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Thanks. Glad you liked it.
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