lick honey from the razor's edge

what if you spent your whole life searching for love and all you found was
emptiness
what if you spent all your days afraid of being abandoned and you
ended up alone
you would have to make peace
you would have to walk barefoot to the ocean
and bow to all the gods who have no names
and accept that all great mysteries
swallow you whole
and truth takes no prisoners
it just slices you open on her blade
but if you are not afraid
of emptiness
of loneliness
if you can accept that you were born naked and even the strongest bond of love will not protect you from death
then you can begin to love your precious life
and lick honey from the razor's edge