Bar Xiazm (Upward I Rise) by Abbie Betinis (b. 1980)
Waiting, where is the harmony of your voice, so that, free from the desires of this life: I might rise? I am a dove from paradise, but out of this worldly cage: I shall rise. If, in your devotion, you call upon me to serve you, then I promise, from the desires of life and this world: I will rise. O Lord, from the cloud of your grace, let your rain fall over and over. Before this, from the midst of it all, like a handful of dust: let me rise. O rise up, with sweet gesture, and show me your stature; lofty, like the cypress, with dancing feet: I rise. With clapping hands: I rise. On the day that I die, in the span of a single breath, grant me but a glimpse of you. And then, like Hafez, free from the desires of life and theis world; upward, I rise!
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