Leafing through the pages that you once loved,
I cannot find the meaning of the words that you
once
read,
But as my hands feel the pages with intent so true,
I sense a fulfilment deep within me,
that I never before knew.
With peace in the soul, and devotion so true,
I beckon thee to
return.
Burn the world with your blaze like before
I await thy answer
Let me know if what I live for is pure
