The time and place...
The moment of decision
What is your name?
father/mother
friend
I know you, I believe.
Please be...
Make the stories be true
Sacred blissful giver
I stike my foot upon the rock
and lift my bleeding heel
I stand
I wrestle
I deny
I cast the net
I drop it there and I chase you
I fear the waves
I step out
don't leave me hanging here.
I don't know if I have the tools for this.
I doubt smooth stones and somewhat distant victories.
If I'm wrong, I'm -- I don't know...
But I, laying it (everything) on the table
(or is it an altar?)
see a hand extended
Let's go.