In a consecrated hall
A candle lit whose symbol flame
Inspires us to chant as one
The syllable that can transform,
Bring down the music and the force
On earth and in the hearts of men.
It waits for unity of souls,
A consecrated gathering
Forgoing ego, forgetting self,
One holy body aspiring.
Silence, then an opening
And the subtle music comes
Flowing into the instruments
And penetrating to the cells.
Harmonies unvoiced before,
New melodies and sounds to heal;
The circle widens as are called
Aspirants to sing the OM.
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(After the OM Choir of 18/2/08)