You are clutching with both hands to this myth of you and I.
Your whole brokenness is because of this.
This myth of you and I.
I journeyed to every realm.
Running here,
Running there.
But I've never seen a realm like the realm of love.
A love that spills over.
At the beginning,
I didn't cherish this love.
Not knowing led me to an exile of suffering.
I let go of this sweet realm,
Became like an animal.
Grazing here,
Grazing there.
Loveless.
Every sound I heard was wild.
No matter where in the world I was,
A soft voice whispered to me from the realm of love.
Dare so,
Keep on your journey,
It is me who created this abode of suffering.
I said,
I don't want to go into the suffering.
I wailed,
The voice said,
Go my love,
Anywhere you like.
I am closer to you than the beating of your own heart.
Go my love,
Anywhere you like.
I am closer to you than the beating of your own heart.
I am closer to you than the beating of your own heart.