...If Not a Vessel?

What am I if not a vessel?

A voice to speak

Hands to grasp and feet to wander

Unto the void surrender

To send away

The tower and the fool

A nuclear mind

Mind to school

If not with your words

Then why so loudly call?

If not within your palm

Then where so deeply to fall?

If not your motion

And solemn dance

Inspired this journey

Then why journey, why at all?

I bleed from cuts to the heart

Crimson sets to the grain

My soul is a model of your heart

Is enveloped in beautiful pain

You are doubt and there with separation

I am the serpent wandering

From station to station

You are the wine in my water, the bread in my stone

You are the salt in my wounds, the fruit in my bone

You are the wine in my water, the bread in my stone

You are the salt in my wounds, the fruit in my bone

You are the wine in my water, the bread in my stone

You are the salt in my wounds, the fruit in my bone

You are the wine in my water, the bread in my stone

You are the salt in my wounds, the fruit in my bone

Greatness, power, glory

Redshift, black hole, white out

Greatness, power, glory

Redshift, black hole, white out