Increase
　
      Increase my skill
    to understand your pain.
      Do what you will,
    even to bloody rain
that waters hill and rill and vale and plain.

      Increase my craft,
    to understand your death,
      the cup you quaffed,
    the giving up of breath;
blood, water, after-shaft, completed faith.

      Increase my art
    to understand your love.
      Give me your heart,
    and leave me dying of
a broken heart, thus start to live and move.