The Glory of Self-Annihilation
You are The Healer
You are The Promiser
Suffering souls encircle you
To have your blessings
You are The Majesty
You spread Your arms
You embrace them
You offer them rest
I am on your lap
Now my world is blurring.
The slothiness
The bitterness
The expectancy
They are all now melting
They were like a solid rock
That caused my lifeboat
To sink in the midst of the ocean
Now I am free
Like a bird in sky
Like a fish in ocean
I am falling to your lap
Like a leaf falls to the ground...