How long I was empty longing for fulfillment. Looking outwards for Her or Them to end my hunger. Drinking there waters and eating there breads gaining no nutritional worth, but losing wasting self away. SELF!
I looked down and my belly was full! How long was I walking and searching? How many decades? How was I so focused on the world of doing the bidding of everything else, looking, waiting on yet another unfulfilled purpose. Blind to myself I was.
Silly how I thought I was drowning as I stand in the shallows.
Silly looking for others to no end and Just to reach this moment. As the light starts to come through I wonder how many cycles I had to do.
Dec 12, 2017
Dec 12, 2017 at 8:19 PM UTC
How long I was empty longing for fulfillment. Looking outwards for Her or Them to end my hunger. Drinking there waters and eating there breads gaining no nutritional worth, but losing wasting self away. SELF!
I looked down and my belly was full! How long was I walking and searching? How many decades? How was I so focused on the world of doing the bidding of everything else, looking, waiting on yet another unfulfilled purpose. Blind to myself I was.
Silly how I thought I was drowning as I stand in the shallows.
Silly looking for others to no end and Just to reach this moment. As the light starts to come through I wonder how many cycles I had to do.
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