And the Angel Said To Me

And the angel said to me, “Look, you are already, ready, so stop
your correcting. You were there every time the seconds shifted, You
were there when the clouds broke And you were there when you were
full of fire.” Yes I was full of fire I was full I was full You
were right.   So come on attack me You unfading flower
Understand that this room holds me In the center of its hands With
a rachmoninov heart And one violin Accompany me You unfading flower
Because I understand That you were born with The blues scale
Underneath your Fingertips   I guess that’s how come I never
ever hear you cry.