I am writing to you father who has come to know the one from the beginning.
I am writing to you young men who have already overcome the evil one.
With age soon comes the reckoning.
Fast fades the sun.

I pray that one day I will believe totally.
For the present I just try.
I can follow loyally.
Yet, I cannot yet accept, I cry.

What did St Hippolytus say, our faith was not founded on an empty word.
Nor are we carried away by mere caprice or beguiled by specious argument.
God was hungry and thirsty, his vision in passion blurred.
Tried and executed yet innocent.

Only when we know this true God will our souls become immortal.
Yet how long will I have to search before I know that celestial portal.