Young one of many
Lie in the wind
Bow down at the feet of your Maker
Humbled by His raining grace
To drown is to bathe
A sanctifying embrace
Now sprouting sage
Wizened inside
Rise only to the perfect Light
Keep your blossom safe
As a baby in a womb
Pacify thy fight
From patient sleep
Purity arisen
Unfurl your wings and bring the Dawn
Veins are green yet water tight
By day break free
Into white Light
Your cherry infant
Royal bloom
White Light of Spring she glistens
Beautifully singing a single song:
He shall come, He shall conquer
He’s arisen
16th Street 
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