Each of us has a Saturday song, resting patient in our heart
It stays there, soft, anonymous -almost nary a one makes its way
Upstairs and outward it ought go, and easy it must stay
Into our head, that our ears could hear to conduct our hands and feet
Combined ethnicities and God-ward now, as it should have been
Take her, the song, into your arms, and find together, the dance
(Architecture Credit: Frank Lloyd Wright; Annunciation Greek Orthodox Church, Milwaukee, Wisconsin)