This is a space where I have a mid life crisis, write about my creative journey, and talk about songwriting and share bits of terrible poetry.

Miserere

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What y’singing when nobody’s listening.
What you playin in the background


Aint nobody

Showin up to church on Sunday just to sing with choir.
Don’t even have an answer to the questions waiting.
I gave up long ago.

Glory Hallelujah!

Voice break the still air.
Spirit floating
Shaky
A shock the sound.
A voice alone.

Miserere.


but with these others
The thing that joins us
Humble
Lifting voices into the air

Et in Terra pax.

And for a moment
In this place
In the ordinary extraordinary
I lose myself
And become something else

A simple gift.

In the ordinary extraordinary.
I feel the letting go.
Mixing in the air.
As the bones of building
Sing.

Amen.


(There is some dead space at the end. Sorry. Also so the heck is up so early. I thought it was just me?)

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