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To enhance your experience, I kindly suggest you listen to the poem through the spoken word below. A couple of deep breaths before you hit that play button will do you well, too. Enjoy!
It’s clear to me, you see. This voice is not yours nor mine. We stand under something greater. This voice shifts mountains and creates valleys, moves and shapes waters, brushes the lands with winds. I use this voice, but it is not mine. The voice from Up comes through me, no sense of time. The One, Up. Look down. All this here, is included in that One from Up. Steer clear of the You and I, he and her, they and them. We. We are not outside of thee. This voice speaks clarity, truth, and wonder. It transforms what’s under- neath the surface, you heard this before. We are here, to use this voice. Let it resonate through these walls, this voice is beyond it all. They say what you speak, you shall find. Something like that, in my mind I lost track. I’ll take us back, that voice created the world and now it is in you. Book a venue to rehearse, this voice is not terse. Longwinded, I’m sweating. it tells me speak my truth but I keep forgetting. Dazed. Confused. Disconnected. Let yourself be protected by, that Voice from Up. It brings you here, with us. Remember that, we are this voice.