written on Easter Sunday, and inspired by a poem by Shannon Elizabeth Hardwick

in every point
gladness
i’m reaching out
for streams of it
i’m gonna keep it in a locket
’round my neck

searching out
i found you
in darkness whispered
for you
as i walk
toward you
i feel blessed

in the corners of the room
you read each word
i write to you
and your generous review
is forgiveness

speak to me again
say i am i am i am
fill me to the brim
drink it in

speak to me again
say i am i am i am
make me understand
what bliss is

the day i held
a fragile shell
the day i heard
the tower bell
that day i knew
i knew you well
i know you now

i could be
your shadow girl
i could cultivate
this pearl
every point – each star
- this world
gladness

in the corners of the room
you hear each song i sing to you
and when my song is through
you return it

speak to me again
say i am i am i am
make me understand
what bliss is…

speak to me again
say i am i am i am
fill me to the brim
drink it in

speak to me again
say i am i am i am
make me understand
what bliss is…

in every point
gladness
i’m reaching out
for streams of it
i’m gonna keep it in a locket
’round my neck.

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