I have stripped myself for you

I have broken down, bloodied my knees, shed the weight of my past to bare my soul and show you the truth.

Who I was is not who I am,

What I did is not where I stand.

Where I go is everywhere—in my mind, seeking the divine, searching for the small spark of inspiration that always resides inside.

I would go hungry, give up everything, change my name, my shape, my life, if you called me to.

I know I am not here for me, to do and to see what I think I should or to be what they  would have me be.

I am here for you, to remain strong and true, in sweet love’s arms I am held.

I live and I love for spirit above

Not knowing how or why—to be revealed in time, no matter of mine at all.

The bloodied knees, the broken dreams were just an illusion, not a fall.

For now I know (as it is always revealed) that only your love is real.

The everlasting, never-longing, magical, mystical, musical love in you has proven to be true.

There is no need to search far and wide, to spend time upon time

For this same love, once thought to only descend from above, is always in me…and it is in you, too.

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Assistant Ed: Karla Rodas/Ed: Bryonie Wise