The Return of Don Quixote

I was asleep but now I am awake
I was gravely wounded
But now I am healed
A swirling tempest
In righteous anger
I smite the evil heart with this morning prayer

I am famous and my words are strong
But my intention is even stronger
Who has lifted me up?
Who has found me scattered and wandering amongst the ruins?
Lacerated and stricken by the stony desolation
Leveled by a maternal ghost
Confirming my isolation
Was it not God, my creator?
Could it not be?
Should it not be?

I can say I am thankful
But it is not enough
Only let it proceed from my heart
And all that there is
Above and below it
If only you were the flesh
I would be bound to embrace you
And I would lie down with you as I have with a woman
As I lust for goodness
As I long for understanding

Only you have not forsaken me
Only I could never repay you
For your deeper emotion
For such loving kindness
Without which I would have opened the gate
Averted the flow
And watched as the life ran out
Only you have heard my whisper
Only you have responded when I shout

I cannot say I am thankful
I will not say I am thankful
I will only speak with body, mind, and soul
I am your servant
Watch me now!
And look at me now!
And see me now!

I will rise up against a mighty evil
I will fight them
And in your name I will smite them
In your name
The name that cannot be spoken
As no man has the capacity to express

You have made me immortal
Death can no longer bind me
And so I have no fear
Only you are my Creator
Only you are my God
I am here, and I am your servant
And I am not worthy
As I am pitiful
As I am pathetic
As I am more human than human

Be near me as I go forth against them
This evil generation
From the last and from the last
And from the beginning unto the end
Be near me
My God ... be near me