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I wanna Hold Your Love

In the black night, I only gadded about any desolated corner of any zone and any area.


When I was in only mazed and inconvincible realities besieging situation in mind, body tone and any circle running to me, any lightened spot could have been seen crooked flattery, any honest viewing was gone away from my mind.


At any craving mind to cling on to You, only no answering voice was echoed to me in vain.


Trying to grip your merciful hand, but before my heart was almost gripped by your mercy, any lately heard whispering voice was scratched at diffusing away from my heart.


Only mind's murky shadow was extended to wholly screened darkness covering appeared in front of my front body. My hind was seen brighter, though I tried to looked back to the side, but that lightened space suddenly launched to be hidden.


At any disappearing moment, I pleaded my immanently staying God, my whole life ambient spatial sites were leaving behind me, and only blackened infinitely deepened sensed vague space was done to me.


Love from You was constantly my chasing object, but for so long period, that had been so ambiguous misty smoked stink drifting seen to my eyes, but either that could have been only illusion.


Love is easily staying there, but in poverty at mobilized spirit in hurrying, You offered only enigmatic smoked answering in my eyes and ears.


None the less, You are still now caught by my sensing only at my mind's moment to need anything.


In other words, at my no wanting in only not consciously easily being carried to the air current tasty mind's state, very sometimes Your voice could be heard in my another sensing.


I have anytime no map, no guidance, nor no instruction anymore. Only blackened night silence can be my only voicing partner.


At filled state my mind, my future dragging mind could have abandonment around any wishing and craving, only there seen breathing nuance guiding direction makes my eyes chase that shifting, my mind occasionally is awakened to only dim exit from blackened misty darkness.



Only small spotted vague idea which is seen some exit was tempting my sense to brighter corner, and that space was seen nostalgic landscape.


Landscape is regenerated in my mind's roaming around recollective time trip.

That roller-coaster tasty kaleidoscopic switching scenery appearance tells me where I want to contact in unidentified location or destination.



But only one truth emerged in my mind's table.

That was no matter how small or tiny clues I can catch in my mind, merely getting it in my grip must make another phase in my writing and creating logical road in guided toward seen small light's tiny split footprint and my mind was carried to another dimensional space.


And now the spot is half emerged ahead of my stepping on so far tangible track. Ahead of it, otherwise my next phase guiding some proposition could stand by my coming at next moment.



I wanna hold Your love!

Where should I head for? please indicate me Your suggesting direction!






Jan. 15th.    2023