All our words tell me
Is energy’s everything
Said the Sun and I

All our words tell me
Is energy’s everything
Said the Sun and I

Be that lightning bolt
God may damn a lesser volt
Come out from the cloud
How dare I contrast
Shine spilled everywhereI forgive the process
You inhale
From whence You must
You draw
From whichever well presents
You dare
From thirst’s front door clamor
You must
You see
Original thought credit:
Elizabeth Barrett Browning;
‘Aurora Leigh’
Blank canvas at hand
Let’s make babies of all kinds
What medium suits