Should I  search for you through lotuses of gold
or climb pyramids of truth and go beyond the self?

If I were Ghost of Amdapor,  
could I possibly un-clock the secret
of a shadow bringer's touch?

If I were perception at its best  
would these emerald eyes transmute
into the umbra of your light?

If these wings of mine were Love  
stretching further than the ocean blue,  
could I cover you ?

If I were mercy's Angel  
at deepest hour of need
would you be an echo of my living past
or the song of our tomorrows child
my love?

If I were yours and you were mine
inside this peaceful lake
I call my heart,  
Would you be rock salt or would you be,
water.