For Francesco Petrach
Where within the choir’s glow -
Where upon the Lordships sight -
Where with all the Powers might -
Thrones discharge the right to know.
Will charity’s mercy forever flow -
Will patient prudence reveal the light -
Will gratitude take angelic flight -
Thrones discharge the right to grow.
So, Seraph as you burn not slow
As the gift of glory is sourced to man,
I will embrace all natures plan.
For as we dwell amidst this space
Though black the shadow of kindred foe,
It is mine to bring about this place.
Châz
