Come What May

Come what may, I’ll be okay

My Lord, Thy Will Be Done.

My scattered ashes lay to rest

As, Lord, Thy Kingdom come.

Working through me secretly

The Guru held within.

My wings spread wide as I abide

In freedom from my sin.

I gave this burden unto You

Let go of every thought.

Heart of a feather, release of the fetter

No seeker and no sought.

Within your eyes I see my face

Perfection beaming bright.

Real love is fierce and prays to Truth

Unwavering in Your Might.

Come what may, I’ll be okay

A dawning morning sun.

Let go your shame eternally

My Lord, Thy Will Be Done.