Wishing the lord would make every thought passing through my mind a stepping stone to the pinnacle of my being
"... you promised you would live a Christian life"
I bury my head in my scape full of landmines wishing it would set off my mind
"dust to dust"; Purity. Freedom. Clarity.
Make my thoughts one with the graves and rivers, stars and angels, pleasure and conception
Make my sleep the museum of who I am and who I am destined to be - showing me influence, choice and commitment for I am in this alone with everybody looking in
May my memories engrave the seed that replaces the ancestor of my being