And now as I kneel / on the edge of my years / Let me fall through the mirror of love / And things I know / Let them shift like the snow / Let me dwell in the light that is above / In the radiant light / Where it is day and where it is night / And the truth is the widest embrace / That encompasses what is lost / Encompasses what is found / What you write and what you erase / And when my heart will burst open / When my love will be born / In the pattern of unspeakable suffering / Where even the design is torn away.
"Sicily Cafè" L.COHEN