Dust Where am I going? Is there a place for me? Do you not see? I AM nothing Yet everything An easy burden for the still soft wind Shifting from death to life then back again Having mastered both from the beginning of my end Where am I going? Is there a place for me? A place for my pain? For my truth? For my emptiness? I have given you all that I AM But you are not satisfied See how you sift me apart seeking yourself? I AM you Can you not see? Do you not hear my song? I have given my soul to the wind in hopes that in my dying you would remember Him As I pass through time A void A blackness A darkness An emptiness seeping through the porous nature of your carefully woven thoughts I ate away at you Now I AM you See the stars above? Below? Within? Without? Where is the beginning? Where do I end? How can I master the heavens having not mastered my dust? I AM the multiplication of stars My fire endures forever I purge them preparing for the Savior I purge them preparing for the Savior I purge them preparing for the Savior Completion Three being One From nothing From darkness From blackness Now open your heart Receive the tidings of the still soft wind