Commanding Castalian Composer -
How my body breathes your sweet song
When the lute strikes notes without being touched.
Hear the violin sing softly of playful aspiration!
Hear the cello moan rudely of decisions fraught with fear!
Hear the trumpet blast hastily towards futures yet unknown!
Hear the clarinet hum steadily of days and nights in turn!
Your sacred water enflames my soul,
Overflowing with pleromatic joy-
Have You once again conducted Your creation?
May it always be so.
[Inspired by discussion with Kerry Maloney and Pannaa 730]
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