Some people mock
those who pray;
They say “Only a fool
will call upon the name of G-d”
We are all children
don’t deny our innocence
Light can not be stolen
I don’t want to grow in the shadows.
So I turn to Love and say
“Keep me foolish. Please”
I can’t be brave.
You know that –
you made me this way.
It should really be you
on your knees,
begging forgiveness
for all the grief that caused.
I want you to make
the whole of me a prayer
So there isn’t a beginning
or an ending; a coming
or a going.
Not even one moment
that I leave your lips.
When people say G-d isn’t
I go deeper inside
I’ve been standing here naked
watching and listening
For all of time
and I never saw a place –
not even the smallest space
– that was empty.
Some people passing by
with their bundles of knowledge
Try to tell me
everything that IS isn’t:
that everything is not you.
I don’t want to be buried
beneath the weight of all that knowing
So I just smile
and say “Yes, Yes yes”
It doesn’t really matter –
after all, no one is listening
I never saw anyone
who is not G-d
One way or the other
we all play at being ignorant
It was made like that
So play how you will
– and be happy
But let me stay here
on your lips
I’ll do all the weeping
and the laughing
Blessing all the shadows
until the light comes home.
