Lights Out Kiskadee

I am you

I saw my lord with the eye of my heart.
I said, "Who are you?" He answered, "I am you".
Perplexed and afraid I bowed in awful reverence.

"I want to know you" I cried out. He answered, "I am you, I know you, but you don't know me, you can't know me because you don't want to know me."

A basket of insecurities fell at my feet, I began to count them all in his presence.
I swallowed my pride and clutched my foolery.
He sees my wit and laughs, then crowns me with it.

The sun striked my darkness, then nested her rays in my palms.
Behold the power! And I collapsed.

Into his mercy and everlasting kindness I sunk more and more.
Streaming through the veins of doubt I stuttered. Like a breach channeled through the main I receded.

I fell from the surface leaving you in wonder.

"Receive me good lord!" I bawled
And I shrunk to a "pitter"

Arms of clouds disposed me upon a rainbowed skeleton.
I felt the immune shock and the electric slide of my soul between the clay and his fingertips.
And then I knew the choice was mine.
so I chose.
Then I saw.
Earth angels began to stitch my spirit.
And I saw him once again.
Tick-tocking my heart I twitched and She laughed.
A sauted funeral was brewing in her pot.
Cremating my folly I relaxed.
Needled to the meat I exhaled. And he was there again.

Who are you?
And I answered, "I am you."