In the middle of my chest an emptiness.
Where are you, God?
Where is your Spirit within me?
Where is life? That inner presence?
In the world out there, I have what I need.
I am grateful, but unfulfilled.
I have tried my best to call you, make room for you.
But you do not stir.
Your Will and Grace are an untouchable mystery.
How could I ever tell you when or how?
But there is nothing left for me to give.
Even anger takes too much.
Yet I know your beauty, and this cannot be shaken.
But you have chosen to remain hidden.
I must be in the way
Or looking in the wrong direction.
I cannot tell and cannot bring it about.
Please remove from me the barriers that bar my sight
and let me see you!
[OM] 
Look up, between the brow! 