The choir enters with a harmonic song
rocking as they march down the aisle
feet of the church, tapping out time
no man made instruments here
only the voices and bodies
used as musical replacements
hands clapping in time, keeping the beat
robes swishing, sounding like snare drums
words said in time, for those who cannot read
repeated back in voices of song, in melody

Heat rising as choir enters the loft
solo lead now takes her place in front
soft humming from sopranos
bass backing them up low and deep
sweet alto's a counter point a little off beat
a call to the faithful to come forth
moans came from the church pews
fever pitched, awashed and filled with  adoration
the spirit takes one, she talks in voices
a hush falls over all, for the moment of
reverence is now...LET THE CHURCH SAY
"AMEN"