That was epic.
It's really a challenge to create music with words. That's what the experience of singing is for, both listening and singing along. I understand very well, however, how someone who loves writing still wants to find access and bring the small black letters on a white background to dance and also to sing:)

It reminds me of everything from my childhood, my singing or humming mother, her love of singing and the gatherings on Sunday afternoons of the baggage in our living room. It reminds me of a book about the Pygmies, a singing people, a tale told many decades ago by an adventurer who stayed with them for many years and wrote about their special way of communicating in song in a strangeness one rarely encounters. Because we modern people listen to a lot of music, but rarely sing in groups ourselves. I therefore feel reminded by your story that there are more people like me who perceive something very significant in group singing, a power that one voice alone cannot muster and that does not create the same field of commonality, both of sorrow and joy. Really beautifully done. Thank you very much.