ten times ten
again and again
i've walked in search of it
the quest
without beginning or end
it just is
my want of truth of revelation
to gain it whatever the cost
tied to the mast i alone
heard the sirens call
the others stooped to their task
with waxen ears
ploddin oxen
i scream for release but none hear or care
cause i'm roped in restraint
to keep my body from dashing to the stones in waves
but lord now i know what divinity is
i've heard it singing softly somewhere