Take my chest and blow it open

Make a bomb out of this heart

Let what's unseen push my ribs apart

It's a start

You crack the shell to find the bird

You part the mouth to make the word

You shake the sky to feed the sea

Now shake me

You pierce the skin to clear the wound

You cut the reed to sound the tune

You split the seed to bring the tree

Now break me

Take my hand and pull it open

Pry these fingers from my palm

Let every fist I make be broken

Into a place for alms

Stretch this thread into Your loom

Pick this rose to scent Your room

Boil these leaves to make Your tea

Boil me

Mold the bones that form this face

Break the dam that holds Your grace

Burn a wick so light can be

Burn me

Take me

Where the sheep are catching wolves

Where the parts are weaving wholes

Where the drop contains the sea

Where You are me