And it seems it’s been quite some time,
Since I last sat down to write a rhyme.
I’ve aged beyond what years can bring,
I’ve sought to find to that which I can cling.
I wish to be here, I long to be there.
I’ve grown out my beard, as well as my hair.
But not just this, I’ve grown in other ways as well.
Inside me the truth burns more fiery than hell.
I’ll embrace the flame, for to it no evil is tied.
And one day in both heaven and earth I may reside.