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Of the Sprit That I Am

They tried to deny
			me and you…
			who we are 
			and who I am…
			as the beloved of 
			I am who is…
			but you can’t deny
			creation…

			Out of the darkness
			of creation I have come…
			beautifully adorned:

			I am a cloud of joy
			and the burning bush
			of flaming faith…

			I am a river of Jordan…
			and a lion tamer 
			in a David-like den…

			I am a tri-cooling shield
			in a blazing furnace
			and the wind in the sail
			of a Noah-like ark…

			I am the force of the exodus
			out of the valley
			of the shadow of death—up
			to Zion’s Mountain top…

			I am the wheel in the middle 
			of a wheel and the fuel of a train
			of an underground railroad…
				
			I am the energy of marching
			feet over trouble waters and
			resuscitation of deferred
			dreams still overcoming…

			I am the strength of hued Simons
			still aiding Calvary resurrections
			of soaring peace and love…

			I am indeed the child of the Alpha
			and the Omega—the soul of the God
			of the oppressed—the nourishing
			blood baptizing their coming renewal…

			I am—you see—the Trinity’s third:
			the Holy Spirit riding the Holy Ghost
			chariot and nothing can neither 
			stop nor turn me around…nothing…

			I am the juice of the fruit
			of the vine of your liberation—
			the liberating juice of the God
			of the oppressed…

			I am the solidifying matter
			in your hued lives—
			enlightening the blind world…

			I am the Holy Spirit 
			abiding in you and yours:
			I Am That I Am…
	
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