There are no strings. No conditions at all.
God doesn’t even require me to believe in Her.
And, as fate would have it, I don’t.
She is truly the God I love,
And, faithful to the old commandment,
I shall have no other gods before Her.
She is the air I breathe.
In Her I live and move and have my being.
To Her, and Her alone, I happily entrust my living and my dying.
She has held me gloriously from the very start,
And sometimes, in moments of deep joy, deep distress or deep stillness,
I catch Her fragrance and feel afresh Her blissful, ineffable touch.