The flame in my heart burns for You, only You.
It can never be extinguished
though I try to drown myself
in the pursuit of happiness.
Still the lamp is kindled
the light is left on,
forever beckoning me home.
I can find no solace in the World.
And yet I believe You are there, too,
etched in the pattern of Being.
If I could but read
the traces of Your footsteps
across the shifting sands of my life.
copyright Chandra 2002
<font size=-1>[ This Message was edited by: Chandra on 2002-05-21 08:45 ]</font>