Evensong York

Above the arches
And the choir
Great tapestries
Of sound resound.

The plaintiff voice
Trembles in the air
Reed like, 
Calling us to prayer.

Shapes within the shadows
Surplice white 
Rustle down
To hear a lesson
Simply read.

The crescendo echoes 
From the tessellated floor
To the flaming window
Above the great west door.

To the organ's final fugue 
The singing men process
Towards the vestry arch
In the church's evening dress.

JL June 15 13:15