I ask a question br And am showered in grace br My tongue wags br And there is no answer br I am silent br And there are no questions br Only the inner love br That knows all the answers. br Before the questions were born. br br I approach him with an empty heart br And he fills it with good tidings br I offer him blind words br And he gives them eyes br I offer him my dumb tongue br And he speaks eloquence in essence br He takes my tears as full stops br And breathes new life in old meanings, br I cannot find the words br But thankfulness; br Speaks without end.