I can do all things
through that Dove
who descends from the heavens
I can do all things
Through that love,
Its redemptive forgiveness
for it is that
celestial light
that grants me strength
to stand up and fight
These chains of shame
fall without effort
the past’s bondage
gracefully severed
I deserve love
Like all beings do
And my foresight
Relays this core truth:
That every death
Foretells a new life
That in the end,
It’ll be alright —
And if it’s not,
The end’s yet to come,
Optimism,
Is in truth, realism.
THE CLOSET MYSTIC 