In a transparent myriad of men
I stand, transfixed
I am lost, searching "Am I the Crestfallen?" I ask
There is no light..."Am I the Blinded?" I ask... nor serenity Redeem me, I yearn
I yearn for an answer
I am lost, searching"Am I to vanish like water?" I ask
The desert is my daily bread..."Am I to wither like trodden grass?" I ask... and tears of threefold my drink Redeem me, I yearn
I am lost, dear God
Redeem me from this nothingness
