cleanse me, Baba..
i hear Your words echo in my heart..
but other words are louder..
ah..they have been fed
cleanse me, Baba

empty me of what my ears have heard..
my eyes have seen..
my mind has thought..
the words are just too many..
too loud to hear the whisper..
the whisper ebbs and grows..
but now its just a tinkling..

cleanse me, Baba..
and pour through the emptiness..
like the hot oil that coats..and covers.
fill me with Your word..
oh that the feeding may cease..
disrupt and renew.
that Your desires...Your desires would be mine.