Saturday, June 10, 2006

Who am I

Who are you I ask
Who am I he answers
Searching
Wanting
Longing for release


Who are you I ask
Who am I you answer
I am you, you are me
That is no answer he screams
As she disappears into the mist

Your journey is a long one
It spans a million years
When the answer falls around you
You will weep a million tears

Who are you I ask
Who am I you roar
You are the journeyman
The moments slip away
Into the grey
Day turns to night, night turns to day


Weary traveler searching
Fighting for a cause
Never giving up never giving pause

Then one day a revelation
In the form of a white dove
The word forms from your soul
The word it is Love

Appearing wrapped in light
Her tears fall like rain
But they fall from joy
Not from pain


Who are you she ask
Who am I he says
I am you, you are me
I know the meaning
It came from up above
She whispers tell me now
He answers we are love.

1 Comments:

Blogger Father Luke said...

I don't have any questions,
I just forgot what to decide

The problem has been solved
and I will celebrate.

Care to join me?

I cannot, nor will I even try,
to describe the overwhelming joy
available.

Those who know
have softer foreheads, free of wrinkles.

Come with me now and celebrate
who we are.

Peace Baby,
Father Luke

3:47 PM  

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