Swing on the Spiral

Embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to
feel connected,
enough to step aside and
weep like a widow, to
feel inspired, to
fathom the power, to
witness the beauty, to
bathe in the fountain, to
swing on the spiral of
our divinity and still be a human.

High is the way, but our eyes are upon the ground.
You are the light and the way, they'll only read about.
I only pray heaven knows when to lift you out.
Ten thousand days in the fire is long enough, you're going home.

Fetch me the spirit, the son, and the father
Tell them their pillar of faith has ascended.
It's time now,
My time now,
Give me my wings!