Luminescent Choir
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Singers in the fog
Far off voices thin, yet growing
More and more, like liquid, flowing
Shining tales of woe, resistance
Shouts and cries of denied existence
Tuneful tales insist persistence
We never died. We're growing strong.
Living in a world-wide village
Only from ourselves to pillage
Listen to our song
Some bright good morning of
Fish and loaves, cake and wine
We find we're joined in movement
Toward that shining line of peace
Terror's release
Of celebration in the streets
Burning through the fog
Beneficent flame
Lighting scented candles of
Sweet vigil against shame
Burning banners of hostilities
Falsely taken in our name
Come sing, out loud,
We're alive and proud
To be
Singers lifting the fog
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(c) September 6, 2007 Laurie Corzett/libramoon
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