When love first tasted the lips of being human, it started singing.
When water gets caught in habitual whirlpools, dig a way out through the bottom of the ocean.
Last night I learned how to be a lover of God. To live in this world and call nothing my own.
Its good to leave each day behind, like flowing water, free of sadness. Yesterday is gone and its tale told. Today new seeds are growing.
The day you were born, a ladder was set up to help you escape this world.
You've seen my descent, now watch my rising.