Let me surrender to the sky
lifting worn hands in faith.

Let me walk unhindered 
in the wavering shadow of God.

Let me leave behind 
the empty husk of religion
to experience direct contact
with the source.

Let me breathe the shamanic air
of eternal breath in the dark
invisible heart of life.

Let the cold throb of frozen depths 
quiver in the layers of my soul.

Let the mysterious silence of the creative void
destroy me in its awesome power.

And in the dawn of my rebirth
let me recycle into the realm
of things and their whirling.