The Mockingbird stands upon a tree, composing a song of love a song of fury. He sings, "praise to the God who sits on High!" He shouts, "praise to Him who pours the weight of mercy, from above the sky!" He knows You are a burning blaze-clothed with men's wonders, fear, and praise. The Mockingbird sings louder, again and again! He sings in the grace with which he first began.
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