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Wake me, take me,

make me , break me out of here,

into your stratosphere,

to dwell in your Holy Atmosphere.


A castle of white light -

a column of air.

A cathedral of nothing

voluptuously bare.


And who wouldn't be impressed

when the Host of all Host's so informally dressed?


Who can divine your interior design?


So openly planned -

outside time and space.

Forever poised

but never in place.

On solid foundations

you build without trace.


You know that I'm willing to die -

you know that at least I am ready to try.


Haunt me, taunt me,

shake me up,

and sweep me clean.

Polish me till I can't be seen.


No cause for a wall -

no need to divide.

No call for a cupboard -

there's nothing to hide.


No sign of a stairway -

there's no higher place.

No need for a mirror

where none has a face.


Show me your undrawn plan.

Show me your structure laid bare

if you dare!


And who wouldn't be impressed,

when the Host of all Host's so informally dressed?


Who can divine your interior design?


Delight me, excite me,

ignite me,

but invite me in -

in to your stratosphere

to dwell in your Holy Atmosphere

in to your House Divine -

in to this timeless zone you call Home


Where all is accepted and nothing returned.

Where nothing is known and everything's learned.

No need for a floor where none take a stand.

Everything happens and nothing is planned.


No need for a Fire - you'll keep me warm;

you'll wrap me up like a child in a storm.

And with the Light discreetly now placed from behind

we'll reach out to the darkness that's all in the mind!


A castle of white light -

a column of air.

A cathedral of nothing

voluptuously bare.


And who wouldn't be impressed

when the Host of all Host's so informally dressed?


Who can divine your interior design?

A design so fine -

who can follow the line

of your interior design?


© Felicity Buirski 1989.