'you' and 'I'

I saw distress in every bit of life, with the touch of success here and there that I don’t notice; I don’t know your motive and I complained. I complained about your gifts, I attacked you for giving me intelligence – not opportunity, ‘Disdained you for giving me splendor – not romance; But now I realize regret comes as the crown of delight; You are the All. There’s no ‘I’ in the route; My body, mind might suffer but My soul – connected to You, always; At total bliss and at absolute pain and beyond, I am united with You – part of You. I pray for your tenderness to hold my hands ever.