Fill me!

My subconscious:

A sea full of primordial monsters.

They drag virtues

Down into de depth

And drown true Love.

My unconscious:

A fountain

That spews hubris like poison,

A geyser of hatred

That blackens my world

Like with ink.

My conscious:

A fearful boat

In a storm of lightning,

A wobbly cart

Searching for direction.

My conscience:

A little child

That seeks a path

Through a dark jungle

With a candle.

My heart:

Fill me, o God

Like in an earthen vessel

With all that is good,

But above all with Love and Wisdom!

<chris bouter>