The words of an old song

Ring out

And strikes a cord

That bends time and 

Stirs memory. 

 

Words that recall

Sincere devotion,

Hopeful living,

Laughter and conversations,

Joy at togetherness,

With cake, coffee and evening advocaat,

Of gentle voices weaving sweet harmony.

The sunshine and soup, and freshly-picked raspberries,

And the crisp window capturing snow-capped mountains,

Are a backdrop for remembering harder times.

The words gather round

Holy texts

Treasured,

A reverence that ripples out

Into family, work and daily living.

 

The song rings forth 

And goes deep,

The time that was

Has visited blessing.

 

What's to show for it?

There's the echo within -

A witness to the raspberries

And the reverence.

 

Here, in a tune-filled moment:

Words and notes

Voice and breath

Love and promise 

Time and eternity

 

Deep within and beyond comprehension.