寂静

oh spirit,
what's the story?
the meaning of all this unkempt fury?
where can i find your morning glory,
to stand against my goal & victory?

oh ego,
where are you hiding?
slow down, this ain't another chiding,
scratching away at your fragility,
i'm still here to defend your dignity.

oh manger
how do you cradle?
the night to rest us better,
from the drone of this long gone hour,
to save this wanning zeal & fervour.

oh saviour
what is this, my number?
waiting, pining, for my turn to fall & stumble?
for shadows they come to pillage and plunder
oh come save us, oh God of wonder.

oh spirit,
speak of your story.
the foundation of this heart and history.
lead me to a place, still & without a flurry,
weathered and washed from this meaningless inferiority.