I beseech thee
My wisdom, mine light
That thou might experience greater life
And come to know spiritual reckonings
Thou offers innocence, mine; speeches long forgotten
Its hark upon my eyes and lobes,
Draws out pungent times and spirits passed over; but not gone
The air is breath,
Blankets thy soul in blessings and psalms
For thyne have known many deaths
And karmic testings
Rise from tribulation in joyous song;
Rise you above from all that is earthly life
Rest you now with the Father,
For He is love,
And He that gives you everlasting life