by choice, i heard a beautiful voice angel lips anointed me gentle as a winding shroud what i imagine them to be
blind in sight, i heard aloud a beautiful voice
my coarse complex intruded by a speaker bringing solace high carried my away on the wings of a beautiful voice
a beautiful voice endorses my youth i can hear it fill the halls ''forgive your past and run with me'' beckoning, it calls
the concluding velvet curtain it lifts, uncloaking shutters flowing through their crevices comes soothing cadence from none other than a beautiful voice
for my voice is unaccompanied it lacks a counterpart this voice is one i cannot see yet completes my work of art