Write through my hand

You have given me eyes

but they don’t see what i see.

You have given me ears

but they don’t hear what i hear.

For the things i see

are excessively gleaming with magnificence

seeking not to be seen by naked eye sight.

The things i hear rumble inside me

my nature does no understand what they mean

for they are beyond my mind’s uppermost imagination.

You have breathed into me

divine secretes of your eternal flare

and have made them known to me in abundance

transcending what i think i know by experience.

My intelligence is not established enough

make good judgment on the words you have lodged

in every breathe i take without deliberation,

your language goes far beyond my state of articulation.

Your Majesty,

Your words overflow beyond my wit,

so i write

what’s beyond my mind

because you write through my hand.