The song rings through me in the night,
it carries me, tunes me,
holds my harmonics pure
I will be holy,
I will chime through the darkness,
I will find the clarity of inner light,
my footsteps, though unseen, will still be sure
I will keep it, this great solemnity,
for it engenders gladness to the core.
©Wendy Mulhern
October 16, 2020
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