Baptism

I am the church for his light
I am holy
Embrace me Pentagrammaton
Peccare et mentiri contra dominum et aversi sumus
I see everything clearly as through crystal
I see that everything I touch have died long ago
I see how the liquid shapes of life are only a dream
sand through my fingers, vanity uncountable and endless
Spoliavit me gloria mea et abstulit coronam de capite meo
Although in this abyss I have understood
how the darkness itself is so tender, the pain so adorable I have cried to its beauty and laughed to its fear
These long years, which crawl on the mirror surface of my mind like some slimy, sluggish creatures