When we remember God, we
Grow thirsty, thirsty for Everything that is right and good, And ideal justice comes ashore, In your limbs its wellsprings roar, And pours along the streets, they Are gilded. We come home, we Return to the letter A, And we yearn for what is right, Our hair is burning, the air Is radiant. Only God’s light Glances through the earthenwear, Gives beauty to the canopy, Gives life to the tapir, To the blue morpho butterfly, In the green atmosphere, Life that is just, life That is kind. Proclaim That He is great, past Boundaries Your name.
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