Disciple

Who am I to call your name in the dark
As the world collapses into my heart
While chaos bounds forth and claims for its own
I seek out your face and fall down at your throne.

No cure for devotion, the blessed disease.
I seek no escape, for I am finally free.
The world ignores his signature everywhere
Creation must be created – else it would not be there.

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