You stand before it
Wondering what lies beyond…your final unconscious thought
Only the purity of absolute conscious presence will allow safe passage now

It slows…
The rhythmic source of being, breath and heartbeat unite
As the air of life leaves and enters your body steadily

You step closer now…
Your fingers find the solid arched frame of this mighty Praetorian Guard
The metal of the Iron cast handle cold and smooth in your hand
A book to be opened…?
A story to be told…?
With the weight of your body hard against it, you push forward
…and surrender fully to the moment

Sing me to you and I will come
Across oceans deep and wide I’ll sail, and skies of blue, fly
With storms do battle in your name
Against thunder: Rage

Sing me to you and I will follow
The pure plaintive lament that is your song
Echoing for a thousand years…
And screaming for every lost soul still searching for belief

Sing me to you until my journey end…
There I will hold your gaze and walk into the arms that have waited for me
The breath of your voice, a soothing salvation upon my skin
The gentle weight of your words – the delicate rainfall that drenches my lips

Sing me to you and in your arms I’ll sleep
The light of your love burning incandescent…
Inside me, through me, around me
And your song, no longer of pain
Shall be my sweet, silent lullaby
And I will never be far from you