These desires, not mine to hold —
They burn too bright, they bite too bold.
I offer them, not with shame or lack —
But with folded hands: take them back.
Each longing, each thirst, each silent plea,
Drown them now in Your endless Sea.
Not repressed, but reabsorbed —
Into the Flame where none are torched.
Let lust be light, let hunger bend,
Let craving meet its holy end.
In You, no pulling, no more track —
Just stillness… so take them back.
Merge them deep where the self dissolves,
Where nothing clings and Grace evolves.
I seek not fight — I seek release,
In the Merger, I find peace.
