BIRTH OF A SONG
W/M: Steve Bell
God is everything to me
I myself can do nothing Spare nothing, bare nothing Old weathered womb in waiting
Author of the mysteries Ecstasy of blazing suns And swooning moons and these crooning Winds and water, earth and fire
Yearning spirit, burning flesh Consummating desire Tossing off the soul's attire Ever I in you and you in me
Mirroring the ancient crèche Now absorbed in awed emotion Disturbed and shocked devotion Child of mine, child of eternity
Agony of love divine Send me as a lark ascending Befriending skies, attending Ever to the vast and to the still
Infant Christ enfleshed in mine You and I might say something Sing something, kiss something Ever as you would and as you will
God is everything to me
Everything

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