When He Sings

He can light up the sky
He can make clouds crumble
He can turn ashes to life
And turn light into water
He can make it rain, if he wants
And flowers bloom, back into life
He creates a magic never experienced
And turns reality into a dream -
When he sings

There's a sunrise in each heart
A taste of a symphony in his voice
The fragrance of wet earth gleams
And the trees enter a dance
A myriad of colors are blended into sound
You can hear the grace of a dancer's moves
It washes all minds clean
And wraps you in the embrace of his voice -
When he sings

He reveals the shades of his voice
Constellations collapse with it's enormity
The Universe is blanketed with ecstasy
And the galaxies smile in his perfection
All of mankind is conquered
His voice heals all pain
He can pause Time in flight
He can create miracles -
When he sings

He can influence each particle of water
As his song spills across the oceans
His voice walks on those waves
Leaving behind his essence in it's current
The fire in his voice is so gentle
Each note just melts into his texture
And feels like the softest caress
Like air touching water -
When he sings

His voice floats, at times
And sometimes it soars
It has the power to bend light
It can stop gravity, even if just for a moment
Sometimes it's serene, like drops of moonlight
Sometimes it roars like a storm
But his voice is a piece of his Soul
And he can converse with the Heavens -
When he sings