The Singers

On stage they sing
With pride and humbleness, both.
Seeming to worship
their one true God; My one true God.
One plucks his guitar,
Making music.
the other opens his mouth,
Making sound.
In awe of all,
In awe of God.
In unison they praise,
In harmony the two seem one.
Eyes closed,
mouths moving,
hands playing,
a prayer is made
sing to our wonderful God,
mouths close,
hands stopped,
guitar and music put away,
they leave,
They continue their day.