I see you
Yet,
My eyes have not.
I know you
Yet,
We've ever met.
I hear you
Yet,
My ears have not.
I feel you
Yet,
We've never touched.
I speak to you
Yet,
Never see the face,
That I am I'm speaking to
I'm held by you
Yet,
never hold,
the One whose holding
me.
The whole of me
Is loved by you
Yet,
I can only love
A part of Thee
The part I 'see'.
I long to love
The whole
And be set
FREE.
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