The life of Pi is all maths 
And taking bubble baths 
And somehow in the machination 
I found more than education
I found stillness and I found peace
I found that which does not decease
In the little oratory
The ground was green and welcomed me 
As we did a meditation 
On the ground of levitation
And it was a Buddhist tape 
And I doubted the escape 
Could be real 
But somehow it steal 
Away all of the pain
I lived in lashings of acid rain 
As it stripped the paint off me 
But a moment and I was set free 
Like the trappings of sin
Fell away at the command of Him 
In the class
Room one and the demon pass
Like a wind outside my door
I fell down and worshipped what I adore
And the locks were broken 
The Holy Word spoken 
And the leaves all blew away
From the tree that held me that day
To the ground
Rooted in soil and the sound 
Of what I had learned 
But something was burned
And just let go
And I woke into what I didn’t know 
Was real until 
It took it’s fill 
Of all that I thought I was 
No longer person but a soul of love