In My Time of Light

I walk into the void as void The power of strangeness upon me I speak clearly, directly, flavorless The ripples I make in the water cripple my next move And the squawk of voices bear little thought and great wonder I try to speak in jokes Though my mouth never opens I'm writing like a little girl Since the path that I must follow Shines down upon me from the smoking hills The brain floats through waves of love and water How far up have you risen above the bridge? Are you a bubble in space? This time I felt like a fiend Drifting from crude desire to cruel desire That's when my grandma asked me if I wanted To learn how to cheat at solitaire That's when everything came back. Everything was alive. I have a voice, a name, a feeling to express. With the heart pouring out blackened discharge I gave way to clarity and offered: "No one's interested in anything different." Then when arguing against myself I forgot what love was. Love is service. Who has the courage to be a servant of love? I walk into me as me. I walk into God as God. I walk into Love as Love.