say to this: You are a cataclysm. Learning of listening, describing desire, formulating found these were not possible without I gave this to the crowd when I spoke before I knew of you. Now the words break formation on their ears, they are not inside of me. For other, is not what you are but what you are is not for other is what you are You are unfathomable eyes cannot see, ears cannot hear, tastes cannot sense, and while touch is far from even knowing of you; we cohere by you. Every word from your mouth is silence on the breath of understanding. Names lose themselves when you signal there is no way back, and those who know of you best are those whom you have called father, been greeted as Prodigal one, you are the bastion of hope, fear, desire, compassion and trust; You are the name of the god of the infinite, everlasting, 'til death do we part, more blessed in your bearers than yourself: you are the blessed one, the masterful, the joyous, the revelation, the forgotten.