Swept by throngs swelling around me
Peopled with king and commoner
Reined in by the invisible yokes of reason
& the warm tyranny of the familiar
Opened my eyes again
To hear a man call my name
As I reached for him I found a prayer
Seems to me we walked on water
Now did I dream up the stranger?
I'm no longer sure I understand
The crossing deepens with every truth I discover
& I need a helping hand
I've stood outside the banks of heaven
Wondering if I'll ever wanna belong
Too inured by what sometimes surrounded me
To reach for that which lay beyond
I've seen faith & action, shorn of each other
Watched whole armies pick either bow or arrow
I've mocked "warriors" like that, been one myself.
For thus, I was led... but I no longer follow
I hold the thought & walk off my pier
With hands outstretched to grasp the other
& I'm on feet that are yearning to rediscover
The feel of karmic steps carved on water
