There’s music heard across the plain…

There’s music heard across the plain
Upon an winter’s night;
And fires warm and lit with love
Away from winds that bite.

There’s comfort for the homesick soul,
And solace for the weary –
In music heard across the plain
That’s more than book or theory –

The song of our surrendering
To knowing that we’re human:
And laying down our heads where we
Can find a place
There’s room in

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