trying to consider what I hear you telling me. Did I help it or hurt it? After this, I will let it rest and relook at it in a few days. But this is where I am right now. Thanks for looking at it again. Pat
Where Musicians Lead
One Sunday morning
three men pick and strum
curved guitars under glowing lights.
Another draws a bow
over submissive strings.
A fifth holds his harmonica to lips,
closes eyes and blows angelic sounds.
The woman at the piano reads no music,
but her fingers skip and play
grace notes.
All this harmony
invites a flock of believers along.
Musicians, like shepherds, lead;
worshippers follow,
inhaling and bursting forth
in a song of praise,
lifting words of old
to the newborn king.
Lights then burn low
and my eyes go to a cross
carefully highlighted
behind the manger scene.
Pat Durmon, 2012
Where Musicians Lead
One Sunday morning
three men pick and strum
curved guitars under glowing lights.
Another draws a bow
over submissive strings.
A fifth holds his harmonica to lips,
closes eyes and blows angelic sounds.
The woman at the piano reads no music,
but her fingers skip and play
grace notes.
All this harmony
invites a flock of believers along.
Musicians, like shepherds, lead;
worshippers follow,
inhaling and bursting forth
in a song of praise,
lifting words of old
to the newborn king.
Lights then burn low
and my eyes go to a cross
carefully highlighted
behind the manger scene.
Pat Durmon, 2012