Aside from my wife, who is the most important person in my life, there is one item that will travel tomorrow under my close supervision and care. It is a red, three-ring notebook that contains thoughts, reflections, and poems written during our three-month visit in Manzanita. What follows here is the last page in The Manzanita Collection.
Rejoice and Sing
When all was said and all was done,
the last star formed, the moon and the sun,
there remained a void, a place apart,
something missing in the sacred heart.
The blessing of God touched creation's core
but there was, without doubt, something more,
something essential to complete the whole,
one last piece of creation's soul.
It was then that God created Music.
The sounds! O, the sounds that filled the skies.
Never before had angels cried
with joyful tears that spilled over the earth
in honor and praise of Music's birth.
The first gifts that Music bestowed upon man
were the pure, perfect notes of The Maker's plan.
No matter what the future may bring,
lift up your heart, your voice, and sing.
Glory to God! Let creation say:
this is a most remarkable day.
For when, in time, if plagued by wrong,
we possess the gift of sacred song.
Let the universe sing, let the cosmos rejoice
for we now can hear the heavenly voice
in the notes of Music's gifts.
Sing today at the top of your voice!
I’m going to share this with the choir. I assume th
Sing today at the top of my voice, I do intend.
My notes are tenor, bass and alto, I just don’t know when.