“I was an abducted child
driven to exhibit wild.
They tied me up in knots,
secured my love in lots
until the ice cream melted
all over my childhood.”
“I was an abducted child
driven to exhibit wild.
They tied me up in knots,
secured my love in lots
until the ice cream melted
all over my childhood.”
Not on my knees with head all bound in thorns,
not in a pew prostrate before a god,
not stooped, nor bent, a sinner supplicant,
a poor unworthy man afraid to say:
Like as the eagle soars astride the wind,
like as the river flows from spring to sea,
like as erratic stands upright and firm,
a worthy creature proud to stride the land.
No more a child beset with guilt and shame,
but grown attentive to the joy of light,
humble as dust and underwhelmed by night,
a star that shines and whispers love to all.
We move in prayer, our talent in our verse,
we celebrate in time the universe.