Faded paint peeling off
Storm battered wood
Wrought iron steps leading up to red door
Music flows, freely
From the sanctuary within
Lights cast a golden glow
On a creaky stage below
Footsteps, gently padding
Filing into rows
Hands swinging
Music playing
Microphone held
Confidence surrounds
You
Mouth moving
Melodious sound
You make
Lilting high and sweet
Soaring over the crowd
Looking into your heart
Sweet, brave soul
Filled with power
Yearning for God’s forever love
Deep eyes, filled with
Laughter, laughter that
Bubbles over the top
Quirky, you are
Unforgettable
Pounding music
Reverberating
Bashing against
Skulls, strokes of
A pencil, strong but skilled
Your humble pride
So sweet
A mind searching
For Truth in a sea
Of lies
Grass, flower beds
High dusty windows
On the outside
Looking in