Speak Lord, your servant is listening,
What do you feel called to say?

Lord, your servant longs to speak immortal beauty,
that bright shining glory, that timeless attraction
to speak fire,
nurtured and tended
to break down divisions,
that must be healed and mended
I want to speak a word of reconciliation, whereby
those who are far may be drawn near

and those who cannot listen
will long to hear
I want to speak your word like a burning ember
which takes possession of every member

of my body, your body, the body

voice and body united
and ignited with Divine love.

If you long for your words to be mine,
than you must enter into the dying,

your heart buried with mine,
your life penetrated with my death,
your voice speaking my dying breath,

so awaken the letting go, the daily rhythm
of being forgotten,
in which you lose everything

for the sake of everything,
and discover in being reduced to nothing

that you are a sovereign Lord of all
and that you are all
through being nothing,

Lord, sing to the rhythms of my heart
take possession of its patterns
and weave within them your sweet voice,

Desire is the first movement,
set in motion by the gravity of my love
teach my people the power of desire
talk of the bright portal, the gateway of Divine fire,
teach them to burn with sweet longing
and so to meet their thirst with my water,
and so to walk the path, by which hearts discover rest,
that gentle embrace of the blessed,

lead people to my heart through your heart,
my desire through your desire,
my love through your love,

I in you and you and me
forming delicate we’s by which
connections are formed,
that you reach out, as me and in me,
that you extend my invitation.