Petition

O Lord,
Let me not mistake
the blindly groping after a
Candle to shine into the mirror
for Love.

Nor let me think
any consummation
be completion on this
unfinished Earth.

but when I give unto you
freely and with unfettered joy
i grow only broader, deeper like
the river rushing to contribute itself
wholly and without ever a thought
of revisiting the source
to the all-consuming, forgetful
unforgiving depths
of the sea