Oh God, cleanse my soul of these false longings.

OH, CLEANSE MY SOUL!

I suffer from my own illusions
created to portray a false me.
Through my belief a world apart arises.
I show false me to this enabled world.

Saying, “Recognize me. Love me. Want me”,
forgetting that this world
is but my own reflection in a pool of light.

The light is real I see it not.
The light is me I know it not.

I long for the image of myself
to replace the sparkling light.

Oh God, cleanse my soul of these false longings.

Even in times of darkness
I see the ember of your love.
If I but turn and look.

This Flame of love that never fades
even when I stomp and strut apart.
Even when I turn my back.

I fear this ember
for I know
it will dissolve
reflected images I so adore.

I offer you this fear.
Oh cleans my soul !
Make it whole.
Dissolve illusions.
And fear is gone.

Michael