The Sound Raptures

The Sound Raptures

Oh the sound captures

Like a thousand raptures

Where do we enter zen please

Filled with that sound and on our knees

At a creek that's burst its banks

When she flows in rivers ranks

When your creek is dangerous

And the riparian calls to us

To be bigger than we are

Don't settle, raise the bar

And there we'll fill the watercourse flow

It matters not where we are nor where we go

The ocean will refuse us not

Whatever we think we've got

Or not, we're not the same person twice

Scary I know, but the water is nice

We'll be scoured clean, scary I know

And we'll be blessed to go

Through death to Life Eternal

From the trappings of dead memory infernal

So here we are arriving home

Beneath a Sistine Chapel dome

Of clouds and birds and sun

Until our prayers are done.