We want to follow

Like sheep the shepherd,

The Master

Who promises the light,

Who whips us, beats us down,

Grants us rights

With soothing voice,

The vessel of the Gods.

We want to believe

That he is like God -

Our belief -

Who knows and sees

It all.

We want to hope

That he is on our side.

We want to know

The mysteries of Earth and Sky,

Of love and beauty,

And of the budding rose.

We want to touch and smell,

Grasp with our hands,

Or books or brains

The Whole, forever,

To feel so deadly safe, we,

The masters of the universe,

Who know and see

It all -

Our belief -            

We want to hope

That knowledge is on our side.