I have walked to the edge, I have been held by the wind… but I did not see God.
I have focused my sight, gathered my might, then shut my eyes tight!
But still I did not see God.
So I let go of all that I was carrying with me;
my coat, hat, and shoes and sat down to weep.
And now that my tears into a river have turned,
Flowing through my veins on a course unseen.
Now that what I’ve known has withered and burned
I feel the unknowable presence, of God, is Me.