Before there was, I was.
And again, I am; the ceaseless answer to the call and prayer, “Hear us, oh Lord.”
I am the light; a lumined torch so that we may see.
I am the bread; to sate the hunger for spirit and bring comfort in fear.
I am the door; a threshold through which all may walk.
I am the good shepherd; guided by the hearts’ call.
I am the vine bringing the drunken love of the divine.
Again, I am. Born of water, bathed in fire; from stone I’ve grown and beast become.
I walk with thunder, dance on wings between rain, and spin through the heart of man.
Again, I am. The son that rises in the West. The womb of the heart and the breath between the Breath.
Again, I am.