To the Unseen Source
To the unseen Source!
Without knowing and feeling Divinity,
Boredom sets in and I scream,
Without feeling and knowing sacred purpose,
Inertia gnaws away at my soul,
Without awareness of who I am,
A wanderlust without direction ensues,
Without YOU MY LOVE,
I am rendered impotent!
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