When all the palms turn to ashes,
When all the crowds disburse,
When the Way becomes a solo road,
Go within till this storm passes.
When Truth strips all false bare,
When certainty is a thing long gone,
When comfort eludes even the strong,
Love stands alone. Does no one care?
The crown of thorns is others' fear,
The sleepless nights praying for this to pass,
The cross of not knowing brings us to our knees
To reassess that we hold dear.
Go within... be not afraid.
Wave the palms, but know what follows.
Sing hosanna not in a void.
Listen to the heart the Divine has made.