Come, beloved
Take my hand and lead me to the gate,
Whisper the nectar-coated words
Point me to the leafy green land of now-forever,
Where we will dance the dance of the carefree and the happily-lost.
Now, beloved,
Years of searching, sitting, thinking, wishing
Must end this moonless night,
I have no more left
But my exhausted, disillusioned self.
Take it, beloved,
Take all I’ve learnt,
Seen, heard, discovered, imagined
Written on tainted parchment with dried hands,
Building false idols of copper thought before an altar of green delusion.
Beat me, beloved,
Cascades of razor blows fall down on my fragile image
That which I call mine can not be what I am
It must go, I offer it all
No pain too great, no loss enough
Destroy me, beloved,
Hold me in the scorching fires of your love
Cover my chapped mouth lest I scream
But I beg you hold me there
For I know that I am, but I am not that which is scorched
Cradle me, beloved,
While my tears sting wounds,
Blessed relief
Ending tales of struggle
Ending tales of pain, tales of joy
Release me, beloved,
Let this precious moment
Fly free of all desire for more than this
Blessed this, relinquish all else to now
As we laugh the laugh of those who have nothing to fear, and nothing to lose.