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Longing for depth, for something greater,
For something high above, for something deep within;
Indeed, I am longing for something more…
I can taste it;
It’s right there, it’s right here.
It’s scent lingers within my nostrils;
It must be there, it must be here.
It softly touches against fingertips,
Caressing face,
Brushing away tears;
I feel it there, I feel it here.
Yet, I cannot see it before me;
invisible, yet realer than reality itself,
More tangible than anything my hands might grasp;
Yes, it is there, it is here…
In the sunlight that illuminates the earth,
In the stars that dwell in the dark canvas of the night sky;
In the rustling of the autumn leaves,
In the wind that stirs and swirls around us;
In the trickling of gentle streams,
In the raging of strong rivers;
In the new life that bursts forth from nothing,
In the quiet, solemn life becoming and returning to the abyss;
In the smile and laughter of a loved one,
In the first sweet touch of lovers uniting at long last;
In the joyous moments,
In the quiet painful times…
It is there, it is here;
He is there, He is here…
