I feel my walls coming down I feel you there in everything I see Feel the weight slowly lifting With every step, with every breath I breathe I am uncertain if there is a God But if there is, I am quite certain That none of our paradigms For understanding Him Are close to sufficient And they are all of them befouled With vanity and ulterior impetus And I am certain Perhaps callowly That this world that surrounds us In all its calamitous beauty And scintillating horror Its senseless order and tempered chaos Could never have been realized without intent This is my vision of God A formless, sovereign, unfathomable intent Engaged in a CMS of panoptic scale Fastidious in its construction And not ambivalent, but omnivalent To its unraveling For my uncertainty I am certain of this I looked at my hands And saw they were yours I was suddenly you Sitting in your room And I realized that the only thing That separates me from you Is the choices we’ve made The paths that we’ve walked And the architecture of our hearts What absurdity to feel alone To feel you’ve been left here with nothing We are all threads woven of the same fabric Adjoining In a cosmic latticework Of possibility Everything is always Already here, and it’s Waiting for you to reach Out and take what is yours Everything is always Already here, and it’s Waiting for you to reach out You and me The invisible, infrangible bonds between us Sun, and air, and moon, and earth The perdurant undulation of the tides The lights of the city refracting The sun-dappled grass The quiet rustling of leaves in the autumn wind And the immutable truth That as long as we are alive We will always have the chance to be happy O glory Kind stranger who cries in the dark With hands clasped And watches it all fall apart God is in all of us We are boundless, eternal There is no room left for fear in my heart Only love, and song, and fervour And hope that a better world is possible If we try If we make it out alive If we make it home tonight Then nothing can take this from us If we make it through the night There’ll be nothing left but light That shines out from deep inside us