An Ethereal Bloom Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Thinly it flows - the sweet little voice, pure,
growing thinner on rising with certain vowels
but as she arrives at the really high notes her
voice grows broader, stronger, then fans out
beautifully in an anchored, rounder vibration

Rising with a new strength, an ethereal bloom
exploding in even waves of incredible beauty,
mesmerising in its purity, loveliness - driving
me into a reverent, adoring silence as my soul
reverberates with the finely tuned voice

Swelling unto heaven carrying my heart with it
I can feel the gods as a celestial presence awed
by this exquisite voice breaking over them in
waves of a new delight these sensuous beings
have only ever hoped for

[22 December 2014]