It takes your breath away 10/11/13

You are standing in the parking lot of a great cathedral

Home to a hundred homeless friends.

And in the dark and gloom outside

The grand organ echoes.

It takes your breath away.

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You deliver homeless men to another sanctuary

And in the dark, they sigh, contented beyond measure

As one of their own sits at the grand piano.

He plays a gentle flowing stream of music

That whispers Comfort in that sacred place.

It takes your breath away.

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There will be music on that Day

Resounding trombones, New Orleans-style.

God’s trombones

Playing the notes between the notes

Another flowing stream

It will take your breath away.

I wrote this in honor of my cousin Robert Crane, and in honor of his new grandchild.