if I strip myself down beyond the bone
to marrow then beneath even marrow
who's left? who's left is my emptiness
a wormhole aching to be filled by Light
there's a name for what I need--Grace
I remember what knees are primed for
and fall to them flayed with loneliness
nothing on this Earth plane can heal me
do you know what I mean? do you long
for an embrace that sheathes your soul
in ecstasy? do you search everywhere
for the Invincible One you already are?
we're trapped on the outside craving
ourselves in others in money or things
but the life we want doesn't start here
it spills as a revelation from the soul!