I confess I am...
Ignorant of my true essence!
Ignorant of your true being!
How can I sing your holy hymns?
How can I deserve your wordless song?
Why do these insolent eyes yearn for your glimpse?
It's your holy light that makes me see,
Your being shining in your all creation,
Would anyone think to abuse me,
For claiming I am lost in you;
For claiming I am of you;
For claiming I am not your other?
As I've returned to you: returned to my essence!
But, I am your humble servant here on the earth!
Mykoul
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