The sky is clean, the clouds without chaos
I am suspended in a place without time
Uncluttered by judgment, opinion, pattern, past
I now dwell in the house of sublime
How I came to this door and cross this threshold of peace
is something I strive to understand, digest and ultimately release
If I’m to reach a godly place wherein my soul is fully forthright
It is love that must be held above all,
Therein is my singular plight
