Alice Coltrane and Discovers the World G/god is B/born

 

Brimmed sea light and green harp You know the squid spun sea
Phosphorescent chum Her fingers from which the sea

From which blue tortoise spin and drive to swim to swim
To swim and the creatures all get it, dig? Swim, swim

Shore to swim fur to shore warm fanged winters beast
And prey dawn and light plant and seed. Man, of course, beast

Comes from a harp.
His wings damp still deep in the rib harp

His first hunger. First hear hunger’s pangs harp.
Harp.