Unorthodox in thought, word and deed
The very stance they say is a sacrilegious deed

My breath and body an unencumbered slight
Encumbered minds believe must fight

As I am of him who is not of this world
Of him whose graceful expression is the world

A willfully bounded slave I am to him
Grateful to live by his every whim

Should you live and not know him
Futile is my life, what a shame.

Love & Grace