Messiah

MESSIAH

Whispering mass of expectant people,
waiting but not quite in awe.
Everyday passions filled their heartbeats,
Then messiah took the floor.
"Come walk with me" he whispered gently,
"Lets talk of things to tell,
of love and life and mysteries of birth and death and hell".
Gently swayed by his human passion,
I listened to his voice.
Soprano, bass and choir,
my heart began to rejoice.
Lost in this sea of passion,
Frightened in this new land,
I felt peace surround me, messiah had took my hand.
I heard him talk, I heard him sing,
I heard is angry cry.
I felt is sad smile when he said he had to die.
"Don't leave" my selfish heart cried,
"Now that we're so close.
Messiahs form grew brighter and became
The holy ghost.
"I will never leave you" said the light
"Until your dying day"
"My leaving isn't the question"
But how long will you stay.