Stones make the babbling brook sing
Wind . . . voice to leaves in Spring
Wounds make the heart lament
But the touch of hope within the heart
will make the soul content.

In life we have much to bear
Our pains, fears, our stress and cares.
We grow through life and hope our prayers
Will help us to survive.

But a blessing from the Spirit,
Makes us alive,
To discover who we are,
And yet to be
It touches us with music.
Revealing bright new dawns
By opening our voices
Within ourselves to see.

Where music touches Spirit,
Where Spirit lifts the soul
Where music fills the world with joy
Where Spirit breathes new harmonies
Where music opens eyes to see
Where Spirit heals all strife with peace
There is a song for us to sing
With every note
With every rest.

From dreams and places deep inside
Our music longs to offer praise,
In silence, it can never hide,
As the heart makes room for love.

Where music touches Spirit,
Where Spirit lifts the soul
Where music fills the world with joy
Where Spirit breathes new harmonies
Where music opens eyes to see
Where Spirit heals all strife with peace
There is a song for us to sing
With every note
With every rest
The world, through music,
Will be blest.

Ronald W. Cadmus (2024)

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