Stirring at water's edge,
Cold froth on my twig,
My mind in whirls
Wanders around desire.
May I? Can I?
Or have I too often craving miracles?
May I? Can I?
Or have I too often now
Craving miracles
No one imagines the light shock I need
And I'll never know
From whose hands deeply humbled
Dangerous gifts as such to mine come
May I? Should I? Or have I too often craving miracles?
May I? Can I? Or have I too often craving miracles?
My romantic gene is dominant
And it hungers for union
Universal intimacy
All embracing
May I? Should I? Or have I too often craved miracles?
May I? Can I? Or have I too often craved miracles?
Craved
Waves irregularly striking
Wind stern in my face
Thunderstorm come
Scrape those barnacles off me!
May I? May I? Or should I too often crave miracles?
May I? Or should I? Or have I too often…
All my body parts are one
As lightning hits my spine sparkling
Prime runs through me
Revive my wish
Inviolable
May I, Can I or have I too often craving miracles
May I, can I, should I or have I too often
Craving miracles