Diorama

I am so obsessed
with all your sacred gifts
your beauty surely is
designed to save my soul
and rescue from the grey
my air, my sound, my substance
my fate, my path, my inner
my frozen labyrint
and if it ends right here
I won't resist the call
no need for hesitation
no joy I could have missed
I'll dive into the dark
forearmed for the last fight
my purpose is fulfilled
'cause I'm blessed with your love