Light and music become interchangeable
in the everlasting harmony of time.
Notes in flight reach my soul
and sing my heart into existence.
I hear my name whispered in rhyme.
He is calling to me to become His song
an angel in flight on soul's wing,
to come and sit at the seat of His throne
and wash His Scarred Feet with my tears.
Light and music have become intermingled
my soul captive in the rhapsody of The Most High
playing a symphony of stars for the Everlasting.