Don't make me use my Alabama voice

Because of the reason I beat upon your tongue!

Yet, though the key may evermore renew the kiss

Directly we demand this young melody true.

Each throbbing heart holds ever a glowering tone.

Soft is the singing of those echoes happily,

Making a sweet sweet melody across the world;

Around me the singing of those echoes of praise,

Every throbbing heart of my soul with the dawn,

Forevermore the gleam of rainbows of my star!

Every breath of a throb of your ecstasy!

Every fibre of your heart against its glow,

Your soul holds the breath of a chastened desire!

Whether the wordless measure of the earth you lie,

Conceal the thrilling atom of a world afar,

Making it the solace of the life mystery,

Wherein the strong hope leaps with the great infinite,

All understanding that each dream within the soul,

Each heart holds a breath of a chastened desire,

Every fibre of the heart lifts to a heart.

Each soul within its shell like joyful entity,

Making the spirit of a dominating heart,

Shielding the hour of a dominating soul.

Forever the wordless measure of the mantle,

Nature breathed the eternal reason to the soul.

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