Holding On

Have you ever sung in a choir while holding hands?

I feel the energy running between people.

I breathe differently.

I sing differently.

We become one person, almost literally, but definitely figuratively.

We move together. We breathe together. We sing truly together.

We can trust - I’ve got you and I’m not letting go.

We can sing freely - I’ve got you and I’m not letting go.

We can smile - I’ve got you and I’m not letting go.

We can cry - I’ve got you and I’m not letting go.

We can stop singing - I’ve got you and I’m not letting go.

We can start again - I’ve got you and I’m not letting go.

We can be vulnerable - I’ve got you and I’m not letting go.

We can lift each other up - I’ve got you and I’m not letting go.

I once had a chorister confide in me that he didn’t think he’d be able to get through a piece without crying. One thing I suggested is that he take the hand of the person next to him until he could sing again. He said that sounded like the right thing to do. I wonder if he did.