Rope of Love

 we fall into a hole and cant get out

go ahead scream and shout

it does no good because the hole your in

is the separation you feel within

that separation between the Creator and you

because we let desires of reception seep through

we dug it deep with every selfish plea

till the light was hidden, and we could not see

we claw at the walls with hands full of fear

but the way out was always quietly near

not by strength, and not by might

but by turning the heart back toward the light

for the hole was never made of earth and clay

it was built from the times we turned away

each thought for self, each moment of pride

stacked the stones that sealed us inside

but the second a prayer breaks out from the core

a crack appears in that prison floor

and through that crack a thin light streams

awakening forgotten dreams

then hand in hand with the friends we call

a rope of love is lowered into the hole

and pulling together, heart by heart

the climb to adhesion can finally start