In the powerful wind that tears down mountains!
The wind that shatters rocks!
You were not there.
In the rumbling earth quake!
You're not there.
In the fire!
You were not there.
But in a gentle whisper!
You were.
My Desire!
My Desire is to know You!
Never be familiar or used...
Used to your presence.
Lord help me be so yielded!
So yielded that I can feel after You!
that I can move after Your Heart!
In every vibration,silence...
In every posture you choose to be manifested...
May I never be used to it....
My Desire! is to know You!
©his_lover
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