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