I have to write
What’s on my heart
When incense surrounds
It all becomes clear

For when I opened the Scriptures
Scriptures opened my mind
Surrounded by it I entered the Scriptures
Scriptures thus entered me
Now I write

I see beyond the words and faces
Into their spirits I peer
Only those who discern can see
The truth of of the state
Of their soul

In pictures and movies
In books and stories
His Love is scattered unclaimed
So few of them are left
I’m being deceived by history