Life has come to wash away my sins. I am baptized in each moment of breath. The wine of all things, the bread of nothing tantalizes yet doesn't complete. Life has come to bless my silent speech--to fill the abyss with the music of green and growing things. I dance silver sandaled on the seas to feel the primal waters inch up my thighs to kiss my abdomen. I breath and know the feast is yet to come.