Memories…will they rain down
On me. By the time I hit thirty?
Will they thrive on
Lonely nights
And silent walks
Or will they trickle down
Like water in my hair?

Solitude.. to learn to
Love my company
And savor the vaulting expanse:
This consciousness You give to me.

Words, to pierce my heart
And to sting my eyes with tears:
Salty drops igniting
The glowing embers
of my soul.

Spirit, to cleave to You
Water, over which to walk to
You, through the storm.

And music…

Music to hear the lovesong
That You sing over me.