If it helps, I am weeping a little as I write this; I have heard this poem performed as slam poetry in a way that electrified the audience, where the performer built intensity and a vein of biting triumph into his reading until we were all on our feet by car-crash our bodies vulnerable, but here you have invited me closer, brought out the bitter-sweet that complicates the intensity of transcendence, re-roots it in bodies (your body, many bodies) in a way I have no defenses against - so yes, it moves me, it makes my breath chat and my shoulders yearn toward each other to enclose and protect the naked trust you are offering out into the void.

I hear you.