In bitterness, you forget joy
And look upon your life
Like it was always so
In the briefest of joys, you laugh
And skip, and dance alone
Like you never left heaven
Like Love never left you
For a moment

Discipline
has absolutely nothing to do with you
And everything to do with your tiny lords

Gasp!
An honest expression of disbelief
As you were about to pump
conditioner
Onto your lavender loofah mittens
Never recognizing
your common way of doing things

You prepare food to read a book
Food to go to work
Food to study
To watch a movie, to know somebody
Close it, keep the jaws still
Your mind will follow suit
And you'll have the world to boot

To think of God is
To think of nothing at all
Aren't thoughts suspended
In watching your lover sleep?
It is no different.

Chosen more and more
Silence fills the ears and becomes
sort of louder than your thoughts

After the long meaningless hysterics
And lengthy broodings on the historics
What once fought for its life now yields with less bitterness
What once thought it was on its own, now asks for help

So, on the river bank she sits, eyes closed
Shaking terribly, for love, for thorns
Indeed, a hundred thousand thorns she carries
Thank God, indeed, for the Comforter's Song

Whatever trembles in fear
Surrender them to me
The holy bath of the eternal is fire
And out of my gentle fire is your light freed

Your vision as yet is faint and weak
So hold my hand, and ask me for the way
I can never tire of you, and I can never tire of your asking

Your feet are weary from your long pointless travels
So let me carry you, and together we'll extend miracles
And leap through space and time

Your heart is in pain from the thorns you keep
Let me take your precious thorns
So you may see light dancing all around you
As I do

Whatever trembles in fear
Leave not one unsurrendered
You need them not
And love you truly need.

**Never will I leave you;
Never will I forsake you.