It’s the word that was spoken
Before I was sent
To a world collapsing
Under its own colorless night
I looked with my eyes
And saw my failures multiplied
An abandoned house
Ashes and rust
Self destruction
Egos blazing like guns
And rampant consumption
Of this body
Of earth
And water
Of flesh
And blood
But these are not the words
And this is not the book
This isn’t a stairway
To heaven
It’s only a stairway
To HERE
So go now
Let me look again through your eyes
As you see the world anew through mine
And I will give you my heart
And every color within it
Every color below
Along with all of the above
And on this day
You will know my word
And my word is…
“Love”
