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Your longing started your journey but you never fully arrived

You remember the space where you never were

You knew of the warmth you were never to feel

You’re missing something you never had

And now

You’re lost on familiar roads

You disappear when staying is too hard

The cold feels unbearable

Your longing calls out in the silence of your voice


Wandering through this emptiness, exploring the fullness of expectation and longing is what I do on this windy, rainy day. It calls for a steady pace across long straight paths filled with mud and puddles. Walking slowly makes you sink into sorrow and hurt. The emtpiness doesn’t easily give up its fullness.

The 13th century Sufi poet Hafiz describes this in his poem ‘My eyes so soft’,

“Don’t surrender your loneliness so quickly.
Let it cut more deep.

Let it ferment and season you
As few human or even divine ingredients can.

Something missing in my heart tonight
Has made my eyes so soft,
My voice so tender,

My need of God

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