We sang a first time in unison tonight!

for the first time
i sang tonight
as an invisible part of many
my voice joined
to make what so slavingly
fashioned was, into the beginnings
of a non-professional masterpiece

addicting it is,
to be part of such a thing,
unknowingly one with tone
blended to life as time is to senses
fighting for breath
in measures of more than time.

above it all the image of Jesus
leads us from our small visions,
to those of many people struggling,
failing to be more than what they are,
but hoping all the same to be.

it is Sunday, a day of untimely deaths,
when time has come to be less than we ever expected,
and our lives to be more.
forgetting the past and beginning the future
takes on new meaning.

tonight I sang a first time
and it meant much more to me than
I expected. Blown glass at least lasts
til its first breaking; music and other performances
last only til done; unexpected it is.

And just as unexpectedly we find ourselves
each instruments tone is our own,
different from all others.
A richness fills us and
we plead forth our own warning
for others to follow.

passion follows us into music
to make this unfolding more
than much we experience.
the rabbits and sunrise are not enough
to divert our awareness of happenings
around us that fill our future
like a bayless window,
accustomed to views of the sea.

I sang with people tonight
and loved the final creation.
Ultimately an act by many,--- greater than anyone,
ever more than one contributer.
Blown glass smashed at its beginnings.

a choir, beyond other gatherings,
is a passing created by congregations
of faith, spread across the face
of our world...... and lost in belief.
I sang for a first time tonight,
Tenebrae, the dark night of the cross.
We sang in unison tonight; we sang tonight!


gf 1987