And the Angel Said To Me

And the angel said to me, “Look, you are already, ready, so stop your correcting. You were there every time the seconds shifted, You were there when the clouds broke And you were there when you were full of fire.” Yes I was full of fire I was full I was full You were right.   So come on attack me You unfading flower Understand that this room holds me In the center of its hands With a rachmoninov heart And one violin Accompany me You unfading flower Because I understand That you were born with The blues scale Underneath your Fingertips   I guess that’s how come I never ever hear you cry.