sylviasearcher

Me, myself, I

Gone

The longing

For your forgiveness

My friend

That never was.

 

Dead

The waiting

For your knowing

My Love

Always in my heart.

 

Inert

The seeking 

For your judgement

My renegade

Always in my head.

 

Here

The rising

For no one

Myself

That ever was!

 

Alive

The realising 

For forgiveness

My soul

Ready to see.

 

Everywhere

The beckoning

For sanctuary

Ego

Contained in me.