Incessantly dreaming of satisfaction
I roam round and round,
On all the different paths of action
For the perfection, eternal and profound.
All the paths, so easily lead to you
My Lord, how stupid is my misconception
that without standing in front of you
I can gain anything, what vile self-deception.
I plead to you : Oh Lord,
Take me into your loving shelter and blessing,
for except this prayer, nothing more I implore
For I’m tired of meaningless digressing.