If the sight of you causes me death, let it be.
What more shall ever I plea?
Oh dear God, please oh please, show me your face.
Proven you are, near and far: more than enough.
Save that I can't bear to see nothing but dirt
again again again. So much of nothing to see.
Show me truth, beautifully.
Show yourself,
For being is beautiful.
The shadows of things I see: They are shadows of shadows to thee.
My dear love may you be
ever more in my mind
as my love.
Christ, I beg, set me and me free to see.
to see to see to see
the wonderful beautiful terrible beauty you and I and all in
we are.
The world is not but nothingness; may it pass on all the sooner.
May man who rules the pile dirt; may he slaughter himself in his vanity.
I don't care, I don't care, I don't dare.
for mankind is insanity.
It is truth we cannot find; we are limited so by our minds.
But oh how true in the light that you and I and all in
we are in your heart
forever eternally.
Let it be.
There have been a few moments in my life that he showed me such beauty I'd think to myself "I don't even care, this is more than enough. Just take me now." This one I was probably trembling and singing when I wrote it.
