I seek you, o god
I seek you
I seek you with in
I seek you with out
I wish to become seeking
losing this fake I
O God,
when will I meet you
when will I know you
when will I see you
in me, around me
Sometimes, I can listen to you
I feel you, your subtle indications
but then I get distracted with the I
and re-enter into the circle of misery
Take me off from me
let just the seeking remain...
in which
the meeting happens
of the drop with the ocean...
Amen
Amen... I feel d same way... :)
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