Is it I who guides my hand
Towards greatness or doom
A life ahead
Or does drudgery loom
Tell me who you are
Creator or destroyer
Your presence looms
I look for you
Your reconnoitre
Do I weep or jump
Do I keep or do I stump
Tell me who you are
Oh greatness oh liar
Oh universe
Some force
Embers from the bonfire
Are you love
Or do you hate
I wish for your love
Oh being of infinite weight
I wish for your voice
Are we abandoned?
Have you left?
Are we just juveniles
That live to seek
To feel and sing
Your personal choir
We were made
To be your desire