If there is no other way
The road is rather empty
From the flesh and bones
Of your love
Let it pour
The cup of your blood
If there are no more left
Look who's bereft
Rather see what's inside
Don't die hard
Yet look skyward
There is your heart
Nothing I shall hide
A pitch in the wilderness
I ditch
Confounded in the darkness
which
According to
How easy or how hard
...If enveloped in Tenderness
Bloom, as a snowflake
At my very wake
Getting what I long for
Before I even take
Heaven's truth.