I'm the pilgrim of a path with no origin;
Toward You I proceed for eternity.
Time and again in mind's mirror I perceive
Your smile in a tune with melodic key.
Where had been the path's commencement;
At which minute was the journey's outset?
And who had witnessed that day's movement?
In my own mind, now I muse on it only.
Within Your thought had the path started;
Birth had taken not a day or moment.
My locomotion, it had simply witnessed
Your inclination, Lord, privately.
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Thursday, May 25, 2023
What is Your intent?
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On the path myself You set, then take my hand and walk with me to journey's end.
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