Heaven's Song

Yesterday I attended an Easter Cantata written by a dear family friend and his wife.  It stirred the following within me:

Like a spirit blanket
Melodic sound sustains
Through our mortal discord
With staccato noise of pain.
A chorus of the hopeful
Gently fills the air
Bringing Father's whisper....
"Listen . . . I am . . . I care"
Music calms the troubled
Who breathe in harmony
Let cleansing make the room
As the soul absorbs a reverie.
Were the notes more pure
There in Gethsemane
When Jesus used his voice
To praise God on His knees?
Do we miss instructions
While we hear the ugly sounds?
Will we forget to voice
The song our witness found?
A voice alone may tremble
When singing in a storm
Timid notes of searching . . .
Then, a heaven song is born . . .
          -Shanna C. Hugie