The Word Went Forth
And the word flew forth from the parapet gleaning as it went
Flying through the history the sounding had been sent
Touching, rolling, reaching strong
It was matter, spoken song
Everything is made by words, the wise
Speak forth the words that mark the skies
Heaven sent, their words are bent to steer the errant stranger right
Never falling to the ground, even finding paths at night
Silver crystals, bonded lovers, fir trees softly bend
All are made by messages spoken by the wind
Tenacious time, the pastured land, teeming with lament
The Word will find the people there and brings them to the tent
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