A sunburst in my head–
I hit the ground hard, bedazzled, confused
my Damascene mission cast aside
burning zealotry disused–
Who are you anyhow?
my whole world’s filled up with your voice
can’t see your figure or your face
yet you enthral me– I’ve no choice–
I surrender, unknown Lord
though what you want of me I cannot guess
my inner temple veil is rent in two–
Lead me- yes, Lord, yes.