Take this morning from me gently
Don't forget even the giggling
Of these birds or that lizard
Creeping up the wall
Take it from my lips
These words that taste
Like sweet and bitter flowers
This morning come like Christ
This breeze his body
Take it to your breast
Let it fill your lungs
And set loose your heart
For once be certain in you
He's placed his trust
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