If I don't pray in ways you think are right,
Yet I hold hopes of love and perfect light within my heart
For you and others that I love,
If I have eyes to see what lies above
And wish for that to be down here below,
Then how is it for you to know that I'm so wrong?
And what if something as simple
As dipping yourself into my song seven times would heal you?
Well, what if the spirit moves me to come and reveal to you
Some inner truth that might availeth much?
Then would you let me come and touch you?
Lay my hands upon your heart
And impart this great burden of life and love til you were sated
With health and wealth and wisdom?
Could you accept it from this soul
That you feel to be so contaminated?

-jenn