Re-sculpt the Human Image

What more shall be is better left unsaid.

I gather peace around me like a quilt

Of down and sink into a deep repose,

Unconcerned with future, present, past,

Although the imprint of the years remains

To be erased from the template of the mind.

I am no longer the being I once was

And far from that which one day I shall be,

In the silence live and on my lips a prayer,

"Re-sculpt the human image I have carved

That soul may leap forth from its prison cell

And luminous, light the path on which I go

For you alone hold my destiny."