Tallis's Canon: An Homage

Sir Thomas Tallis, wondrous soul, Did love the world; he loved it whole, And all he loved, he'd celebrate; He'd sing of beauty, and create Enchanting music from his mind. The melodies would wrap and wind Until they formed a spiral chain That ended; then began again.

A single voice began to sing, Soon followed by another's. Rings Of lovely music coiled round And filled all Heav'n with glorious sound, Until the singer reach'd the end And chased its tail, and chased his friend. Was he a saint? Perhaps he was. His Canon echo'd. It still does.