Restless Yearning
Tossed about
unfulfilled,
I become the wind
flitting here and there.
Something unknown
lures me closer.
Vulnerable, as a lost child
I reach out
desperate.
The Source,
of all my yearning,
cradles me
in His love.
Peace flows
like sweet caramel
over ice,
melting the
frozen core
of me.
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