Nameless

one day you'll see that i wasn't make‑believe

you think the trees stood without me,

you think the life i made wasn't meant to last, that it would fade away

but i'll tell you, so listen so close, i speak a story of when I first found lonely

it was only me, so i would dream, of a place, of time, of all the things

i dreamed of life, of sight, i dreamed of night, of the light that sings with the sun rise

i dreamed the rivers, the forest and the sky, i dreamed the question "Why?"

i dreamed all that there was to dream, each seed and stone and seam

I dreamed of the gleam in your eye

i shaped the hush, the hymn, i am the world's constent

they speak of waters, they speak of night, they speak of darkness before the dawn

but i was there, it was only me; the light was mine to draw upon

I drew, and drew, I created the cosmos for worlds to bloom

I drew, and drew, i colored the stars and the moon

I drew, and drew, I sketched the landscapes for you to consume

I drew, and drew, I shaded the shadows in each room

I drew, and drew, I formed the flowers for your perfume

I drew, and drew, I eched each encounter in your memory's loom

one day you'll see that i wasn't make‑believe

you think the trees stood without me,

you think the life i made wasn't meant to last, that it would fade away

but i'll tell you, so listen so close i speak a story of when I first found lonely

i know that i am, the end and the start, the root beneath the ground

i am the cause, i am the one, the quiet law without a sound

i am the truth, i am the fact, the breath that wakes the sleeping stone

i am the life you may seek in prayer, the voice that calls you home

it was only me when it all began, the first small spark, the first command

i am the hand that held the clay, the one with the slow and steady shaping hand

you thought that if you forgot me, i would vanish like a dream

but i live in every sleeping mind; what you imagine is what I've drawn

i am consciousness, the thing before the thing, nameless before a name

you give your children titles, crowns, i keep the fire, i keep the flame

one day you'll see that i wasn't make‑believe

you think the trees stood without me,

you think the life i made wasn't meant to last, that it would fade away

but i'll tell you, so listen so close i speak a story of when I first found lonely

i am the breath, i am the life, i am mercy wrapped in grace

i am the glory, each law, the steady pulse in every place

they speak of strength, they speak of power

I am the beauty in a rhyme, the beauty in a single moments time

all that you see was my everything, all at once

all time, all in hell, all within my reach

at times it felt so far away, the fear you feel has always been a part of me,

nothing out of my reach;

I am the pulse that pulls the heart along

to think, to blink, to breath,

i am the silence, I am the song