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Fallen from heaven, lies across
The lap of his mother, broken by world.
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But water will go on
Issuing from heaven
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In dumbness uttering spirit brightness
Through its broken mouth.
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Scattered in a million pieces and buried
Its dry tombs will split, at a sign in the sky,
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At a rending of veils.
It will rise, in a time after times,
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After swallowing death and the pit
It will return stainless
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For the delivery of this world.
So the river is a god
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Knee-deep among reeds, watching men,
Or hung by the heels down the door of a dam
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It is a god, and inviolable.
Immortal. And will wash itself of all deaths.
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