I hear
I hear of a place.
where palms raise to the sky,
where feet strike the red ground,
where voices rise together.
I hear a voice, joined by a thousand,
a mother, a daughter clasp hands,
and sing with shaking hands,
their eyes closed to the moonlit night.
I hear a song, sung for a millennium,
a babe is born, a pyre burns black,
lovers join in soul, the moon lowers
and the sun rises.
I hear a song,
and it makes my heart rejoice.
