VCH acoustics are beautiful.

orpheus, with his lute
made trees and the mountain tops that freeze
bow themselves
when he did sing

to his music plants and flowers ever sprung
as sun and showers there had made a lasting spring

everything that heard him play
even the billows of the sea
hung their heads and then lay by

in sweet music is such art
killing care and grief of heart

fall asleep or hearing die

Labels: choir

Tuesday, April 28, 2009 9:30 PM