Heaven Is Afraid of Me

Heaven is afraid of me.
What can I do?
I fly beyond its glee,
Piercing the Blue.
Earth is afraid of me.
What can I do?
I fell its Ignorance-tree
To plant the True.
Hell is afraid of me.
What can I do?
My compassion frees its pangs
From the racking screw.
My soul is afraid of me.
What can I do?
My body’s Eternity
I needs must hue.