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Triune, shaping, restless power,Life-flow from life's natal hour,No music chords are in thy sound;By some thou'rt but a rattle found;Yet, without thy ceaseless motion,To ice would turn their dead devotion.Life-flow of my natal hour,I will not weary of thy power,Till in the changes of thy soundA chord's three parts distinct are found.I will faithful move with thee,God-ordered, self-fed energy,Nature in eternity.

© Fuller Margaret