MISSION

I've worked at my work

I've slept at my sleep

I've died at my death

And now I can leave

 

Leave what is needed

And leave what is full

Need in the Spirit

And need in the Hole

 

Beloved, I'm yours

As I've always been

From marrow to pore

From longing to skin

 

Now that my mission

Has come to its end:

Pray I'm forgiven

The life that I've led

 

The Body I chased

It chased me as well

My longing's a place

My dying a sail