Music forms as the notes float upward,
little fingers dancing across black and white.

Her voice joins the notes encircling them,
forming a sacred melody of joyful praise.

What calls forth this response of prayer
through song? Who breathes life into

her small voice? O Divine Spirit, ’tis You
who animates the breath pushed through

throat and chords, who leads fingers in
their walk across the ivory keyboard.

Gracious Spirit, You call forth prayer in
ways no words can utter. Only by You

do our music and dance, flowing words,
simple drawings and molded clay emerge

from the creative space, transforming
simple offerings into beautiful Praise.

1 October 2015