Light Through The Dome

For fifteen centuries, the same sun has climbed the great dome.

Through forty high windows,

the morning light pours. (ah-ooh-ah)

Kyrie,

elêison. (ya-allah, ya-salam)

Mosaics of gold

and calligraphy of stone.

Sharing the same high walls,

under the wings of pigeons. (ah-ooo-aaa)

Church, mosque, museum,

and home to the sky.

Forty windows,

one

eternal light.

(amin,

kyrie)