Dear God,
Before I die may I contend with death
enable me to strive, to persevere in time
against my own demons, the body, mind, and soul
renegades of the faith in Spirit and the breath
God, you know in my heart, I struggle for greatness
only to overcome weakness in the body
diminished strength to flex and bend, twist and return
Before the grains of sand cease to tumble and fall
enable me to drive the demons at full pace
for they seek exhaustion, they seek to spin the wheel
overhead and around, to race for speed, to win
resolve over release, restless within my guts
enable me to thrive despite their gluttony
I am a simple man, slight in figure and small
defenseless against time, the purveyor of death
instantaneous change, total destruction slides
entirely beyond barriers, tsunami without hope
music from a distant star shimmers in my eyes
as I listen, I hear a voice sing in plainchant
yet, I cannot make out the words or the language
I am a man who knows and understands the song
counterpoint, melody, harmony, euphony
only this single voice produces unknown sounds
no one on earth can sing remotely similar
tranquil, the vibrations lull me to a deep sleep
even the darkest rum muddles mint leaves to drink
nothing could taste as smooth as the song of the star
divine in appearance, I rest in its splendor
wisdom tells me to rest, do not follow demons
insistent on success, to win is their pleasure
train until my body drops, crumpled in the grass
humans explore madness in ecstatic moments
despite all that I know, I could never convey
even to one person the transmission of mind
against the tree, I stand again, refreshed from sleep
take me if you want me, leave me here if you must
however much beauty this world offers, I seek
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