those negative oozing wounds around my heart –
inside to my holy promised land-
a covenant with you, It, We-
to be a part of the ONE-
love and cultivate-
a World for us to be free-
in holy blankets of divine cosmic dust-
in the desert.
your ideas of Gods, worship, truth-
yud, hay, vuv-
squeeze, within you, that space for a special letter-
How do I hear(t) the call? Better yet, how do I answer?