A receptacle for reciprocation,Of lifetimes lost in deviation.The vessel of flesh, both gift and test,Carries the wounds… and seeks the rest. Rectification carved in bone,Through karma reaped and seeds once sown.But Light — the Soul — like flame inside,Illuminates where shadows hide. This body walks, but Truth it knows:That every fall is how one grows.Not …
Shatter my mind into infinite shards,Let thoughts fall like broken stars.I’ll gather each piece, without a sound —Like a good son, lay them at Your ground. Drain me dry of every drop,Let the rivers of pain never stop.I’ll still crawl, if crawling’s due —Through hellfire’s gate… just to reach You. No crown I seek, no …