Saturday, February 8, 2025

The me that sees you*


 

The me that sees you*


Blinded by temptation, dark as the night

Nowhere to see, with no inner light

But I press onward in dark to be so still

As what is within has no obstacles in my will

Deeper in this meditation I see something in view

All the long that in the looking, it was me seeing you


Dom*Colucci 2014

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