Being and Essence

There is a loss of a sense of being that destroys a man A floating in existence that is below life Lifelessness like an inflated balloon thrown from the sky To float ceaselessly in life’s ocean To ponder is a mystery To find is greater magic Sluggishness of the heart and inability of the mind Being to these the cause There is a loss of a sense of ‘?ss? qua ?ss?’ When touch is lost with the ?ss?, the Unmoved mover I look for my God But my heart can’t cry out neither can my mind perceive But I call in hope And wait for answer