20.6.2024
I live to meet Thee once again Lord of all who came to me, Caressed my soul and then- and then Touched my being to make me free.
And yet I've wandered through the years Accepting loss and loneliness But now forgotten are the fears Of former births and otherness.
Would all desire from me flee And anger's moments wrest from me That in due time my soul might be A conscious servant serving Thee.
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