If the words are good and true, <br />it’s as if the centre of all things <br />fires and fills; informs the heart; <br />the heart, the chest and lungs; <br />the lungs, the unhesitating throat; <br />space fills the head and voice: <br /> <br />and then, no longer pupil, <br />but the teacher of the world; <br />hearing from the centre of that sound <br />that sound itself may bring about all things.<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/singing-6/
