And now song rips its way through me as I raise my voice to the raven. A Christian Hymn, "Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty"...I know that I sound good, I was often pressured in both parish churches to enlist in the choir and I did not want that kind of attention..."Early in the morning my song shall rise to thee", and it pours out sweet, strong and buoyant and the two young women walking by smile, and not with sarcasm. I have not lost the magic, the power resides in me still, and I am its channel...."Holy, Holy, Holy, merciful and mighty..." and I hear other birds singing as I meld my voice with theirs..."God in three persons, blessed Trinity..."
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