(Homage to St. Olaf College Orchestra)

what beauteous strains of seraphim
that wing on Sovereign breath
but here on earth our passion fires
an orchestra uplifts

the power of brass
with sweeping strings
and woodwind choir caress
percussive roar
and cymbal crash
then subito sweet celeste

their conversations give and take
and with each surging rush
it’s beauty bathes this world away
and bids our sorrows hush

finger memory pulls the weight
with Maestro’s seasoned skill
silence too now plays her part
and reverence is instilled

what marvel God has given us
to soothe our human fears
with symphony of mind and soul
we sense His wonder here

A poem by Greg Nelson
© 2022 by Poppie’s Hallel
(BMI. Admin. by Amplified Administration)

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