My patient heart in bloom

That burns away the hours pray for the days of youth

Our needing want I see

The turning hand devour the silence the thought that speaks

Love ave

Still await

All the better love the hunger and the word

The blooming of her sun

That cries love

No more be torn

Or broken by the fall or the rising of

Our idolatry of hope

Know love we stayed

Here Down in the days of sundered cries

For only more only more

My open heart, I see

The care of all illusions we tie to the need to be

In salient thought and feel

The weight of all the hours that runs from the lung that speaks

Still ave

And await

And fall away from all the hunger and the word

The blooming innocence

That cries that cries love

No more be torn

Or broken by the fall or the rising of all

Our idolatry of hope

That calls us to stay

So down in our ways of hungered cries

For only more only more

No more be torn

Or be nothing to your love

In our silent thought

All the idolatry of hope

Know love that we stayed

And broke from the days with nothing but love

Nothing but only love