I want to dance in your infinite beauty.
So i may not look for anything else than you.
I want to immerse myself in the beauty of your holiness.
But how would i be able to do that?
Every time i contemplate your holiness,
I am made aware of my own wickedness;
of the filth in my soul,
of my ugly stains,
of my many imperfections.
I am made aware that i can never be worthy
of your presence.
I have lost the fight,
for a millionth time.
But you never seemed to mind my losing.
Maybe you think it is necessary for me to lose,
But i am covered with shame every time.
This soul wants to be free.
How long oh God,
would it take me to enjoy your presence
without feeling guilty
of what I maybe to you.
Author: Me, tabulyogang.info
But as Rumi would say, i shall come and come again for a millionth time. Even if i have broken my vows. And you will have no choice, but to accept me, or rather to make myself accept me in the beauty of your presence.