It doesn’t interest me if there is one God
or many gods.
I want to know if you belong
or feel abandoned.
If you know despair
or can see it in others.
I want to know if you are prepared
to live in the world with its harsh need to change you
If you can look back with firm eyes
saying this is where I stand
I want to know if you know how
to melt into that fierce heat of living
falling towards the center of your longing
I want to know if you are willing to live
day by day, with the consequence of love
And the bitter unwanted passion of your sure defeat.
I have heard, in that fierce embrace,
Even the gods speak of God.