Sunday, June 30, 2002

Without Walls

I can’t understand
How Your love is so pure -
So unconditional.
Here, I live, and the world
Screams the stipulations
From the highest peak -
They echo in the darkest valley.
The word “if” clings like
A veil blinding us
To the truth of love -
Of Your love.
So when I slip
I want to hide.
But I’m going on
I’m staying in
Shedding this conditionality
For limitless love.