The great forward flux,
O coming and becoming:
Flow your rivers through my fingers,
Fill full your breath within my lungs,
Dance your lightening through my brain,
Boil my blood with passion-song
For I am that I am the Creator,
For I am that I am the One,
For I am the lens of the Allness,
For I am that I am the Sun.
So I grow self from myself
Make life from my life
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Vivoce!
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