Rhymes are not obvious but run throughout this poem.
Spirit begins…first songs passed on…link arms. We’re knit…as one…one voice of saints syncing. Our praise is wind. It winds through all of time. We raise our arms on earth; from there love flows. With kin we rode the ark and now speak life. Our instruments, one breath…Yahweh…seeking.** With limbs, we stand up tall, tethered to wings. High hymns amplifying the one true God. Trumpet resounds - His voice, in heaven seeks, and begets ears and hearts, with seven eyes.* Spirit begins…first songs passed on…link arms. We’re knit…as one…one voice of saints syncing. *Seven symbolizes completion. God’s eyes are everywhere **Yahweh (God’s name) Draw breath in “Yah,” let it out, “weh.”
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