When waves of human love confuse me
When winds of human rage ensnare me
When fumes of human desire bewitch me

I can no longer breathe deeply.
I can no longer hear deeply.
I can no longer love deeply.

And I wonder,
And I wander,
And I wound her.

The soul within me,
The heart within me,
The light within me

Are wounded
Are dulled
Are rusted.

Wounded.
Blinded.
Confused.

There’s a stir within me
There’s a spark within me
There’s a call within me.

That can never be lost.

As I feel the warm ground beneath my feet.
As I hear the gentle chirp of the sparrows above my head.
As I smell the teardrop in the air around my body.

I find that pathway….

Through the woods,
Through the clearing,
To the cabin

Where the fire never dies.

Yesterday I shivered.
Yesterday I heaved.
Yesterday I whispered.

What will happen to me

Once, this gentle love is soothed.
Once this gentle touch has vanished.
Once this gentle grasp has faded.

Will I return to myself?
Will I return home?
Will I return to You?

For returning I must…

I cannot sense You.
I cannot hear You.
I cannot hold You,

I cannot be regenerated by Your Light.

How afraid I was yesterday…

Yet today,

The waves,
The winds,
The fumes

all faded.

The sparrows are pecking.
The doves are cooing,
The woodpeckers are seeking.

What I already have.
What I never lost.
What I always keep…

Your Presence.

It was only my heart that was too loud.
It was only my mind that was too loud.
It was only the world that was too loud.

It all recedes

When I seek for you.
When I call for you.
When I reach for you.

From all my being.

Body
Heart
Soul.

All for my all.
My all for All.
All.

You are The Source of all Love.
You are The Source of all Light.
You are the Source of all Life.

They may come,
They may leave.

They may love,
They may hate.

They may try,
They may give up.

But you were the First.a
But you are the Constant.
But you will be the Last.

Destination,
Refuge,
Home.

The sparrows,
The raindrops
And even the airplane

Sing your praise.

The tired soil
The weakened trees
The faltering roses

All long for Your Mercy.

That You pour on us,

Drop after drop,
Wave after wave,
Cloud after cloud.