all in harmonic black beckoning becoming love
lapping at our hearts like warm ocean waves
welcoming buoying bringing us together in this
massive holy hall with theater chairs and lights
aimed at hundreds of shining young faces focused
intent on this moment this perfect raindrop of time
suspended anti-gravity like a perfect seventh chord
between two keys and tonight we will wend our way
home
heedless of the fog
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