"and the angels sang"
I'm not a believer anymore
but last night
I heard angels sing.
Usually
I hear them in birdsong
or feel them in a stirring breeze
or see them in a starry sky.
But last night
they were in a cathedral,
all grey sandstone
ornate woodwork
and stained glass ,
made flat and colourless
against the night sky outside.
Not my usual choice
any more
for sensing
sense beyond mind,
for experiencing
manifestations of deity.
But I felt …
uplifted,
elevated,
transformed;
no longer the unbeliever
that I've become.
Every valley shall be exalted,
a virgin shall conceive,
the eyes of the blind shall be opened …
"Hallelujah!"
The voices soared
to the arches above,
hung on the still spring air,
and reached
into the very soul
of my being.
No!
I'm not a believer anymore
but last night
I heard angels sing.
Reflection on hearing the
Adelaide Chamber Singers "Messiah" in St.Peter's Cathedral - November
2017.