Am I one of the ‘unawakened ones’?
Are there barnacles covering my soul,
Like those that encrust the ship hulls at anchor?
Please come awaken me, Divine One
Remove those crusty, bitter bits that cling
Soften any hardness in my heart
So that my soul may sing again
Repair the broken pieces
Heal the cracks and tears
If you will it, it shall be done
This I trust, Divine One