Anywhere the wind goes..

A TRIBUTE TO BACH

In the choir warm-ups,

I once experienced a wonderful sensation.

We were rehearsing at the Singapore Chinese Orchestra hall

And when the command was given for silence,

The flow of air was heard from the aircon on the ceiling.

I thought I heard the crisp notes of Bach's Air,

from on high, carried from the descending current.

sharpening my awareness, before I sang.