What memories call to you at times.
What feelings cry out to you at times.
What drive scream out to you at times.
What longings try to possess you at times.
Your soul cries out for you.
Your greatest lover.
Your deepest friend.
Your soul is the way.
Your spirit raises with the longings of your soul.
Mysterious resonance, longings, expressions of your depths, of your needs, and core
They find you.
They move you.
Find a way.
Are the way.
Unknown ways and paths open up.
Encounters amplify and focus.
Needs and longings find expression.
Keep your vision, your purpose and your sensitivity
that seems hopeless and meaningless at times.
Your perseverance in the face of despair is the light and mysterious gravity that
Translates our soul and our multiple portals of desire in unknown ways.
Your fulfillment is multiplied, consolidated, reified and transfigurates.
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