4. Nakedness
Inspired by Psalms 52
I implore the heavens with upraised hands.
Before you I am naked and alone,
Prostrate now, I submit my transgressions
To the court of divine judgment.
You say, ‘Why do you boast, O mighty man?
Of pain you have caused the innocent.
Your tongue is a sharp razor.
You love lying more than truth.’
I look to my reflection, stark and bare,
No longer the handsome Narcissus there
But someone harder, gnarled and twisted,
Blue eyes red with weeping.
AA Step 4—We made a searching and fearless moral inventory of ourselves.
Go to Meditation 5
I implore the heavens with upraised hands.
Before you I am naked and alone,
Prostrate now, I submit my transgressions
To the court of divine judgment.
You say, ‘Why do you boast, O mighty man?
Of pain you have caused the innocent.
Your tongue is a sharp razor.
You love lying more than truth.’
I look to my reflection, stark and bare,
No longer the handsome Narcissus there
But someone harder, gnarled and twisted,
Blue eyes red with weeping.
AA Step 4—We made a searching and fearless moral inventory of ourselves.
Go to Meditation 5
