Spark, spark, they sing, but one man who has no interest in all songs, he said, how could you sing with a merry heart when the world is not yet finally over? And a woman said details, please. The world is still sinful, so how could you sing with your merry heart? Oh, oh, oh, they sing, and she said, have you not heard their songs? They are not for their merry heart, but for He who made them and delivered from their mother’s womb, and breathed them into life, from its moments toward, they shall sing for Him, and His Breath. But one man who has heard the voice of that woman, he walks to her, and said, it is He that blesses your voice.
© Ismael Mansoor
This Engrained Heart 