Latin Hymns We share a hymnal at Sunday Mass Shoulders rubbing, heads leaning Together toward each other Our eyes meet in "Panis Angelicus" I touch her bare arm in "Jubilate Domino" We smile through Latin hymns And the slow dour notes of the organ Lighten for a moment with the sound Of her voice singing soft and fragile God the almighty lives at That instant in the sweetness Of words sung in her whisper And I am filled with prayers of thanksgiving For that Eve and this Adam In the Eden of touch by Doug Tanoury