UNTITLED
What is it that I think?
What is it that I seek?
Watch, try not to blink.
Hear what is not bleak.
What am I looking for?
This I have asked a lot.
I now can see the door
To the answer I sought.
One thought always comes.
Enters my mind with force.
Beating heavy like drums.
A thought of my course.
On the other side, light
On the other side, faith
The one that is in sight
I devote all my faith
The one who makes me think
The one who makes me seek
The one who makes me blink
The one that I only see
What is it that I seek?
Watch, try not to blink.
Hear what is not bleak.
What am I looking for?
This I have asked a lot.
I now can see the door
To the answer I sought.
One thought always comes.
Enters my mind with force.
Beating heavy like drums.
A thought of my course.
On the other side, light
On the other side, faith
The one that is in sight
I devote all my faith
The one who makes me think
The one who makes me seek
The one who makes me blink
The one that I only see
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