Ethereal vibrations
And soulful pulsations
Of song,
Afloat on the air
--More aspiring than prayer--
How strong
The wings that uplift!
As soaring adrift,
A throng
Of angels there are,
And an echoing star,
As along
You rise ever higher,
Sole voice of a choir
How long
Shall we follow your flight,
Through crystaline night,
And belong
--Through the high vaults of space--
To your archangel's face,
And long,
--With the heavens still ringing--
To be one with your singing?