flash flood of God's memory
I am an enveloped vessel
aflame with light
fire cascading forward from fingertips
breath crescendo out from lips
burdened and unburdened
at once wholly myself, Wholly Other
never cause of Noah's weeping
nor equal cause of his rejoicing
but present nonetheless
flash flood of God's memory
I am an opened instrument
impelled with technique
mechanisms for glory
trained deep to the bones' memories [melody]
I can. I can do. I will do.
Set-body tasked with praise
flash flood of God's memory
I am.
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