Soul, if you want to learn success,
your heart must forget about shame
and dignity. You are God’s lover,
yet you worry what people are saying.
The rope belt the early Christians
wore to show who they were, throw
it away! Inside, you are sweet
beyond telling, and the cathedral
there, so deeply tall. Evening now,
more your desire than a woman’s hair.
And not knowledge: walk with those
innocent of that: faces inside fire,
birds nesting near the coast, earning
their beauty, servants to the ocean.
There is a sun within every person,
the you we call companion.