All through today; I found
I had forgot; forgot to re member
what in me is God’s.
What in myself belongs
to the larger world.
small eyes of disaffection;
hid from myself my lack of real
Felt all consumed
by a restless, heart less longing;
Indeed; for what?
‘For what you had forgot.
lost in the mind’s desires and clamour,
elusive search for the mirage of
I had forgotten
and must find once more;
what I did not know that I was looking for.
The hidden song,
the song of the underground stream,
which I must wade in, bathe and immerse
else I am a hollow
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