Pat, that's so lovely I don't know where to start. I could hear it, taste it, smell it, feel it. "the bamboo chime plunks a cold note" (I had bamboo chimes. I could HEAR that note and "Plunks" is a perfect choice of words.)
a feathered host bursts forth its myriad of melodies - separate, scattered, "synchronized." (perfect, absolutely perfect). "A beauty one drinks in, and sighs at its satiety" (oh man, that says it all)
I can't wait for Linda to read this. Truly, it's awesome.
"Cover me, Lord, with Your presence,
Cover me, Lord, with Your righteousness,
Cover me, Lord, with Your holiness,
Lord Jesus, cover me."