Seven spirits spinning 'round

The hand that made them set them down

Seven gems, alive and old

Older than the endless cold

Older than the cold

Seven days, delightful days

The wind and mountains, flames and waves

Come at call and take their place

Alive and real in singing space

Become in singing space

Seven notes, clear and strong

The melody forever long

Voices fighting Ragnarok

Harmonies light up the dark

Lightning in the dark

Seven planets, flung apart

One white tree and seven stars

Seven ages come and go

Eyes look up and never know

(That) One is the chain

That joins all and none

Nothing can remain

When all is sung and done

The voice is never still

And never sings refrain

The singer always will

Keep adding to the chain

© 2011 Chuck Puckett