The Sounds of Sum
Music sweet, yet be a piece of gossamer wings,
Aflight with angels of love divine,
Winging ‘way across the twilight sky,
Echoing forth the sounds of song
That blissfully fill all the air,
With a rapture of romance and soarful fare.
Glorious tunes fill far and wide,
The epigenic entire of paths inside
The everlasting auras of those aglow
With light upon light of heavenly flow.
The music compleat is nary complete
Till time is stood still fourfold upon time,
And all that resounds can than be abound
With light and love that produces a sound
Of clarions complete upon heavenly seats.
For all colors of candles that burn with a light
Of purity pure and heavenly might
Will then be poised and perfectly pleased,
To stay awhile upon flowered knees.
L. Grimley ‘75
