Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, COMMUNION, by IDA LEE ECHOLS

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COMMUNION, by            
First Line: The organ played a well-remembered strain
Last Line: With god in peace, and felt at home.
Subject(s): Eucharist; Communion

The organ played a well-remembered strain --
I closed my eyes in habitual reverence,
And, as I did so, the present was no more;
I was transported miles away and backward through the years.
In front of me were old, familiar faces,
As I had seen them many times before
Semi-circled in the choir-loft,
And in the foreground was the worthy man of God,
Whose voice I'd heard so often raised in prayer.

My eyes unclosed -- the vision vanished.
Resentfully, I saw the faces all were strange.
I sat in nostalgic revery for a while,
Then, looking closer at the faces around me, I perceived
That, though different from my loved ones, yet
They were cast in kindred mold, and I communed
With God in peace, and felt at home.

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