Who are you, and what are you doing here?
Why have you sought me? Why have you found me?
I have come undone, now that I've drawn near;
Your holiness and beauty confound me.
In an instant you seem so far away,
And I succumb to fearful solitude.
But I do not walk by sight anyway;
I follow, knowing I have been pursued.
O Love incomprehensible, hold me;
Save me from the lies this world has told me.
I will walk by faith; O Lord, blindfold me.
When my strength yields, uphold me.
What am I, if I drift away from you?
A vanishing mist, a cloud without rain,
Hopelessly lost between earth and sky blue;
My self-reliant efforts are in vain.
Who are you, and why are you chasing me,
Convincing me that I am not alone?
With sun and wind you are embracing me,
Assuring me that I am not my own.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
You seek my love, but you don't demand it.
Beside me, behind me, and before me,
Relentlessly! I don't understand it.
© 2019 David Acosta Perez
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