dumbstruck

sometimes there simply are no words
and prayer becomes a moaning
and a deep and silent groaning
without words
sometimes there's just a clenching
and a twisting and a wrenching
and a thirst that has no quenching
without words
sometimes your face is blinding
and there's power and there's binding
and I feel your moving spirit
and your presence is so near it
washes through me to renew me
and a prayer can seem forever
in a moment and there's never
any words

Necessarily so

I believe in truth. That is,
I believe some things are
just the way they are
and always will be
unaffected
by ignorance
or knowledge
and unchanged
by belief
or unbelief.
So don't tell me
it all depends
on what you believe
because
it all depends
on what all the truth is.